Sixty-sevenA Poem by Bob BWhew! I made it to sixty-seven. I'm feeling lucky to still be alive. I hope to keep the momentum going By keeping my gears in overdrive. Never is my day too long; It's never a chore to have to get through it. The problem is there's so much to do But never enough time to do it! Sure the body might experience Here an ache, there a pain. But reading in four languages Helps me to exercise my brain. Today might be a book "auf Deutsch." Next week a book in "español." After a book in "italiano," A book in English would be my goal. People, hobbies, baking, music, Chores, writing, and exercises-- And don't forget medical appointments… You can see what a day comprises. I've learned that keeping up with everything-- Movies, events, politics, the news-- Is too much to handle unless I am able To narrow the focus--to pick and choose. Family and friends are extremely important! If I get a wish, it will be That I could be as thoughtful to them As all of them are to me. When my time is up, I'll try To exit gracefully. Even so, I'm not ready to call it quits; There's more to do before I go. (8-15-16) © 2016 Bob B |
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