roses in the sun Written by Ellen Grace Olinger roses in the sun some ending some beginning and some in full bloom good to grow older Roses courtesy of antiqueclipart.com. Like this:Like Loading... 15 thoughts on “roses in the sun” When I was 20, I thought growing older would be good because I could do all the things I couldn’t yet do. When I was 40, I thought growing older would be terrible, because it would be the end of doing all the things I wanted to do. Now that I’ve passed 60, I realize that I’ll never do all the things I’d planned to do, and it doesn’t make any difference at all. My only real curiosity is what I’ll think about aging at 80. LikeLike Thanks for sharing these lovely thoughts. LikeLike Dear shoreacres, Thank you so much for your reflections. I’m 58 now and love what you say about accepting our lives. Blessings, Ellen LikeLike Roses in the sun, all colors of roses in the sun make for a real blessing in our lives! LikeLike Hi Barbara, Your comment is a lovely poem! Blessings, Ellen LikeLike Oh, that is SO wonderful, Ellen! I think “this” age is the best one to be (cruising at highest speed toward 60) and I’ll probably say the same thing next year, and the next! God bless you abundantly–love, Caddo LikeLike Ellen, another great poem. Thanks. LikeLike My Grandmother always had a large rose-garden. Your words brought back so many memories of that garden with the roses in various stages of life and death. Thank you. Wonderful post. LikeLike Beautiful poem, Ellen. Thanks for sharing. LikeLike Very nice. Growing old beats the alternative, does it not? 🙂 LikeLike Stunning! LikeLike The poem is beautiful and so thought-provoking. LikeLike Amen to that! LikeLike Yes, it is. 🙂 LikeLike Thank you all for your very kind comments! Ellen LikeLike Comments are closed.