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On Being Eighty

Do not smile and pat me on the head
Because I’m eighty
Do not treat me as though I were a child
Because I’m eighty
Do not assume that I am 
Not as bright as you
Or that my opinion doesn’t count
Because I’m eighty
Do not talk about me 
As though I weren’t there
Because I’m eighty
Do not roll your eyes to heaven 
When I complain and please...Please 
Don’t call me dearie
Just because I’m eighty

I have lived through the Depression, 
The birth of television
The invention of the microwave, 
Modern air travel,
Space ships, Man on the moon, 
WW2, Korea, Vietnam, the Gulf War and Iraq
While holding down numerous jobs
And raising a family.
All this without
Cell Phones, Ipods, Nannies,
Personal Trainers and Botox!

So please…my dear
Do not patronize me 
Because I’m eighty
Indeed…celebrate with me
Just BECAUSE I’m eighty!

Copyright© 2008 Beatrice Boyle
(All rights reserved)

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