Gershon Wolf Poet Rhyme

At Every Age, a Different Stage

At age three, it's 'Mommy, mommy'
  At twenty-three, I'm still carefree

At thirty-three, it's not quite all about me
  At forty-three, there's responsibility

At fifty-three, I'm starting to see
  At sixty-three, all night I pee

At seventy-three, retired and free
  At eighty-three, just you and me

At ninety-three, drink herbal tea
  ~At one-oh-three, I'm a mummy

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Caren Krutsinger April 29, 2020 at 6:44 AM Hilarous! Love every ounce of this one. Gershon Wolf April 29, 2020 at 9:18 AM Glad you found it 'giggle-worthy!' Thanks, Caren.

JC Brul April 29, 2020 at 1:21 AM Hahahaha..The last line rocks!!! Great humor! Gershon Wolf April 29, 2020 at 9:17 AM That's a wrap, eh?! lol. Thank you so much. :) gw

Evelyn Judy Buehler April 28, 2020 at 11:04 PM I enjoyed this humorous look at aging, written with great rhyming and wit. Best of wishes. :) Gershon Wolf April 29, 2020 at 9:16 AM Thanks for your encouragement, Evelyn. :) Gershon

Tom Cunningham April 28, 2020 at 9:11 PM Haha life in a flash. Where did it go. . Gershon Wolf April 28, 2020 at 10:26 PM Where did what go? lol. Thanks, Tom. ~ Gershon

Kim Rodrigues April 28, 2020 at 8:06 PM From Mommy to Mummy! It’s a wrap ;) Gershon Wolf April 28, 2020 at 10:26 PM Better to end up as Mummy than to start that way---except over there in jolly old England. lol. Thanks, Kim! :) gw