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Shirley Moody Poem
I'M AS YOUNG AS I FEEL
I'M NOT GETTING OLD. I'M AS YOUNG AS CAN BE.
THERE'S NOTHING AT ALL THE MATER WIT ME.
MY HAIR IS NOT GRAY. THERE'S A SILVERY SHINE.
MY BACK IS NOT BENT I'VE A FANCY SHAPED SPINE.
WHEN I BREATHE, I DO NOT HAVE A WHEEZE.
I HAVE FUNNY SHAPED LEGS, BUT NOT BANDY KNEES.
MY TEETH ARE NOT GONE BECAUSE THE WERE OLD.
I EAT TOO MANY SWEETS, OR SO I'VE BEEN TOLD.
THESE HEARING AIDS, NOT FOR DEAFNESS, I'M SURE.
THEY SAY THAT PREVENTION IS BETTER THAN CURE.
I'M NOT GETTING SLOWER. I JUST TAKE MY TIME,
THE COLD DOESN'T GET ME. I ALWAYS FEEL FINE.
I DON'T HUFF AND PUFF MY WAY BACK FROM THE SHOP.
I DON'T GET TIRED AND DON'T HAVE TO STOP
YES, MY HAIR IS A LITTLE BIT LIGHT.
IT MUST HAVE BEEN THE SHAMPOO I WAS USING LAST NIGHT.
MY PULSE IS NOT DIM, IT'S JUST HARD TO FIND.
MY BONES ARE NOT BRITTLE, THERE ONE OF A KIND.
THESE ARE NOT WRINKLES, JUST MATURE SKIN.
I AM VERY WELL PROUD OF THE SHAPE I AM IN.
I'M AS FIT AS A FIDDLE, A SPRING CHICKEN STILL.
I AM NOWHERE NEAR OR OVER THE HILL.
THE GOLDEN AGE IS A LONG WAY AWAY.
UNTIL I AM READY, THATS WHERE IT CAN STAY.
BY SHIRLEY MOODY...
Copyright © Shirley Moody | Year Posted 2011
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Shirley Moody Poem
Family Commandments
Thou shall not pull thy sisters hair. Thou you shall chew thy food.
Thou shall not stay out until Midnight. Thou shall be in a better mood.
Though shall not answer me back. Thou you shall brush thy hair.
Though shall not wear that in public. Thou you shall behave in here.
Thou shall not give me cheek and run as fast as thou art.
Though shall not rush thy homework. Though you shall begin from the start..
Thou shall not scream at every opportunity no mater if thy lungs be strong.
Thou shall not dance in tantrum. Thou you shall stay home where you belong.
Thou shall not eat me out of house and home. Though you shall get a job.
Thou shall not sit round like a bum. Thou you shall turn into a slob.
Thou shall not fight with your sister. Thou you shall give her a cuddle.
Though you shall not bunk away from school. Or Thou shall be in a muddle.
Thou shall not make noise while soaps are on, if you know what's good for thy ears.
Thou shall not blame your brother, Thou you shall see his tears.
Thou shall not ever worry, Thou I am here for you.
Thou shall not ever be sad. Thou you shall be happy It's true.
Thou shall not ever fret, even though we shall have our fears.
Thou shall never be alone. Thou you shall know we care.
Thou shall always have a life, Though u shall be happy and care.
Thou shall not have a problem alone. Thou you will know we are near.
Thou shall not take for granted, That shall be full of pride.
Though shall never wish for more, with thou family by thou side
By Shirley Moody
Copyright © Shirley Moody | Year Posted 2011
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Shirley Moody Poem
ALZHEIMER'S LETTER
DEAR WHOEVER YOU ARE,
WHAT DID I SAY MY NAME IS ? I REALLY DO FORGET.
I'VE JUST ASKED YOU A QUESTION. OR HAVE I ASKED YOU YET?
I'VE NEARLY LOST MY MEMORY. MY MIND IS FULL OF DOUBT.
I'VE HAD A CONVERSATION, BUT WHAT WAS IT ABOUT?
NOW IM HITTING 85 OR IS IT 58?
AM I FEELING POORLY ? OR AM I FEELING GREAT?
WHY IS THIS SOCK SO BLOOMING BIG ? WHATS THE USE IN THAT?
WHAT IS THIS THING ON MY FOOT ? IT'S JUST MY WOOLY HAT.
I WENT OUT WITH THE RUBBISH, TO PUT IN IN THE BIN.
WHAT HAVE I BEEN DOING ? I TOOK IT RIGHT BACK IN.
SOMETIMES I GET SILLY, I FEEL LIKE SUCH A CLOWN.
I PUT MY TEETH INSIDE MY MOUTH BUT NOW THERE UPSIDOWN.
SOMETIMES MY BRAIN IS FUZZY. I'M MIXED UP IN MY HEAD.
I'M CHECKING THE DEATH NOTICE, TO SEE IF I AM DEAD.
IF YOU DO NOT GET THIS LETTER, PLEASE WRITE AND LET ME KNOW.
IF I FORGET TO POST IT, IT MIGHT FORGET TO GO.
LOVE ALWAYS, YOU FOREVER FRIEND,
WHOEVER I AM XXX
BY SHIRLEY MOODY
Copyright © Shirley Moody | Year Posted 2011
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