CAN YOU TELL ME WHERE?

Ah the joys (?) of getting older!

I'm trying not to panic here
But I've just realized,
That life is short...and mine's been long
And soon I may demise!

It really isn't funny now,
So put that smirk away.
I'm just too mean to go in peace...
I'll fight for each new day!

Although I move more slowly now
And tend to 'oft forget...
Just why I'm up instead of down
So I just take a sit.

But looking in the mirror's face
I see I'm dressed to kill.
My makeup's on my hair is neat
I'm headed for a thrill!

I grab my purse, the car keys too
And sniff the midnight air.
It will be great to have some fun!
Can you please tell me......where?
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Reviews

[jacob erin-cilberto]

"all dressed up and no place to go" as Meatloaf sang.

i'm ready to go, where are we going?

there is a chuckle here, but also that reminder that as we age, that memory becomes a bit disjointed...and the body and mind move in to a state of demise...

i like your dark sense of humor---or maybe just a positive way at looking what happens to all of us eventually.

[Miss Sharon]

Thank you my friend for a lovely review! (Trying to keep smiling through the pain at times.) ~SP

[Desert Knave]

I can identify all-too-well with this wonderfully rhymed piece. I get into another room wondering why I went there in the first place time after time. My favorite verse is certainly the third one ("... Although I move more slowly now / And tend to 'oft forget... / Just why I'm up instead of down /So I just take a sit."). Brilliant writing, Sharon.

[Miss Sharon]

Thank you ever so much my dear net bro! But at your "young" age I can scarcely believe that you relate. I appreciate your review very much. ~SP