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Not Ready Yet

If you think I need to be sitting On my back porch wishing on a star I’m not ready yet for that rocking chair I’ll rock to the stereo in my car I’m not ready yet for the second part Of this long and hard journey I won’t play follow the leader The leader can follow me I can’t dance to someone else’s tune They can’t dance to mine I’m not ready yet for the BINGO set And I’ll never walk the line I may be a little crazy but that’s okay I’ll greet each day with a happy smile I’m not ready yet for going home I’m going to be here for a while There’s a big bright beautiful world out there And a lot more that I want to try So I’m not ready yet for that rocking chair I’m going to keep living until I die.

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Robert A. Dufresne

Date: 5/11/2011 1:23:00 PM

Sounds like a plan, Vince! With ya all the way until I can't. Great poem.I appreciate you checking out some of mine. I too like going back to eaqrlier poems as well.

Keith Bickerstaffe

Date: 1/28/2009 5:59:00 AM

Bingo and shuffleboards... both defiantly to be avoided. It's much more satisfying to lead rather than to follow. BRAVO my friend! Best wishes, Keith

James Faulkner

Date: 12/4/2008 11:41:00 AM

no need for the rocking chair yet. no need. really enjoyed this one

Mohammad Yamin

Date: 11/7/2008 5:09:00 AM

A profound poem, Vince. Superb and commendable determination. Some people "die many times before their death". A verse of the great poet Iqbal when translated reads thus: Why did You cast me out of the Paradise gate? I have to finish undone jobs in the world, You wait. Thanks for your beautiful comments on my poem The Faithful. I like the message on your bumper sticker. -Mohammad

Constance La France

Date: 11/1/2008 7:20:00 AM

I have the same way of thinking Vince, no rocking chair for this gal ever, I will dance my way thru life .. till the end....Constance

Lisa Cooper

Date: 10/30/2008 7:23:00 AM

I can really relate, last year when I was soo sick with anemeia, I was always tired, but I just couldn't I wouldn't let it stop me from living my life. you keep writing and I will keep reading

Sharon Winter

Date: 10/23/2008 5:53:00 AM

Ok. I hear ya Vince, but if truth be told, I would love to sit on a rocking chair in a house with a porch, maybe sippin on a glass of wine, enjoying mother nature, contemplating life. As far as bingo goes, I'll pass too. Either way, we can all tell there is no way of stopping you! Go get em! Love, Shar

Valerie Bellefleur

Date: 10/22/2008 10:32:00 AM

Yes, do not go gently into that good night, Vince! Thank you for your comments on my poem - my hubby is a alcoholic, my son suffers from Depression and my ex-hubby had bi-polar.. I know where you are coming from.. Valerie

Carrie Richards

Date: 10/22/2008 10:01:00 AM

Same goes for me!! Not ready to sit and vegg ....still things to do, still plenty of things I want to try! Don't think I'll ever be old in my head! I was outside playing basketball with my 7 year old grandson this past weekend, and actually didn't fall over dead!! (He thinks I'm a pretty cool Grandma!...and I'm sure trying! Great poem, Vince! ~ Live a long, and active life ahead! Can tell from your writing, that you are young at heart !! That counts for a lot! :) Carrie

Christopher Higgins

Date: 10/22/2008 9:37:00 AM

Beautiful write Vince. Depicts a life that is still full of vigor. The poem captured that so excellently. The liveliness of the voice in the poem can be felt as I read. Great stuff.