Lord,
may i grow older (in your) grace-fully
grant that i may, like this summer squash vine,
though fading fast, still bear beautiful golden fruit
prodigious…perhaps involuntary… bright flowers
sprout even as spiky vine and dry leaves wither… yet
share your gifts of love, joy, peace, patience, kindness,
goodness, faithfulness, gentleness, and self-control
(some fruit may not fully mature but may i die trying)
Amen
