We were sitting chatting,
My Granddaughter and I,
When she asked a question.
“If you were to study again,
Would you still study science?”
What a profound question.
My life started in science,
It was my dream at school,
I wanted nothing else
And a scientist I became.
It served me well
For many years,
And was the foundation
On which my life was built.
Looking back now
From my elder years
My life has changed.
Although music has been with me
As the years went by,
Music became more meaningful.
Then I found art,
The appreciation of wonderful works
Assailed my soul.
The final change came to me
Late on in my existence,
As I found I could write words,
Words on a page,
These words became so important.
My life was filled
With music,
With art,
With words,
And always with love.
So would I study science again?
Surely the answer would be no
As the arts of the world
Now held such a strong hold
Over my life.