Born in the 50s
A time of hope and good intention
A time to marvel at new invention
A child in the 60s
Music pounding out a rhythmic beat
Grandma tutting from her garden seat
A teen of the 70s
Rabbit’s teeth restrained and braces gone
Ugly duckling hoping to be a swan
Young woman of the 80s
Met the man she hoped would be her own
Childish fears and issues now outgrown
Woman of the 90s
Rearing daughters making her so proud
Helping them to stand out from the crowd
Then come the noughties
Career successful, children grown at last
Wondering why the years have flown so fast
Now in the 10s,
Approaching 60’s glare
And I’m the grandma tutting in the chair!
Lynda's Blog 
Oh how wonderful Lynda! I can see my year passing in a similar way. Thank you so much for joining this diamond challenge!
This is lovely. I'm a child of the 50's. Four and a bit years until I'm 60. God willing I'll make it xx
A lovely poem detailing a lovely journey through your life with great pictures.
Great poem Lynda, and lovely pictures to accompany it.