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A Laughing Matter

I cannot help but enjoy my old age, every day I know laughter is the rage. I laugh at myself almost all the time, I need a penny and dig for a dime. Open the closet and reach for the milk, knowing I'm allergic I still buy silk. Some say memory is on the decrease, I don't agree and I've made my peace. My memory is as sharp as ever, but intent and action seem to sever. I go to the store to buy cookie dough, pay for toilet paper and off I go. It all happens in the blink of an eye, open the car door and I wonder why. Look for books in the refrigerator, that's when age knows no negotiator. Old age creeps in slowly on a good day, so I laugh myself silly while I may. I refuse to just sit, fret and fritter, No 'Oh poor me,' no becoming bitter. 6/10/2019 For "A Contest on Aging Poetry Contest" Sponsor: Emile Pinet

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Caycay Jennings

Date: 6/12/2019 8:16:00 AM

FIRST, bad on me for not reaching out. My life lately has been a see-saw of hectic and confusion. Yes, sorry 'bout all the rain - it started because I mopped my floors. Second, this poem is GREAT - I absolutely love it. We must laugh, I agree. This morning I laughed because I can't find my butt in any mirror in this house - I looked because we're going to the beach soon and I don't want to take the butt I did find. Laugh! This is excellently penned, Sweetie. I hope you're loving VA - I do.

Catie Lindsey
Date: 6/12/2019 8:28:00 AM

Hi CayCay. :-) Lol, I hope you find your real butt, mine is hiding securely in a pair of cut off. That's as close as I'm getting to a bathing suit these days. Yes, I am loving VA, it is so pretty here. Thanks for stopping by and commenting. PS- put the mop down and back away...I want sunshine! Hugs, Catie :-)