Secret Garden

Today.
Birthday.
Mixed feelings.
Not a "big" birthday,
but almost.
My arms are not as strong
as they used to be.
But my heart is full of gratitude.
My memory
is not what it once was.
But my memories are more rich
than I could have asked for.
I am a mother, grandmother, wife, sister.
I am the child bride
still married to my first love.
Five decades of mutual admiration,
struggle and support this year.
Thanks to my dearest John.
I am the matriarch.
I received the mantle unwillingly
when I lost my mother.
But my family has taught me
to wear it with pride.
It's really not do bad
Being nearly seven decades.