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Getting Old

Getting old When I was young I never thought about getting old The years have past and I still hate the cold When I was young I didn’t ever think My life could pass by in just a blink Now I’m one of the old men It’s a big change from way back when Some days it can be hard to get dressed It’s a little easier to get undressed It can be hard to put on shoes I also need to turn up the sound to hear the news Driving can be hard for some of us We give up the car and take the bus What may be hardest is to go to bed with a friend Hoping to make it to the end

Copyright © | Year Posted 2010




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Date: 12/16/2010 4:37:00 PM
dear michael, the mind rules the body never let that decay keep it alive each one of us have been given life and we are connected due to that and nothing else so celebrate life in a different manner you are blessed with life so do as much as your body can do and relax and think over all those beautiful moments...sunkan
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Date: 10/10/2010 8:08:00 AM
Such exquisite lines here my W.K. .. a great perspective on aging.. something none of us can avoid..luv.. but just make the most of it.. I am always calling Ron my old man yet some days he can run circles around me..not too often though..haha.. a great introspective piece..luv.. your J.G. forever ..'hi' to fair lady of yours..Roseanna..
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Date: 10/9/2010 4:00:00 PM
Heart attack, huh? Sara
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Date: 10/8/2010 11:16:00 AM
I have enjoyed reading your poetry today Michael. Have a wonderful weekend. Love, Carol
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Date: 10/7/2010 7:52:00 PM
I'm getting there hon! Very thought-provoking piece you've written, well done my friend!
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Date: 10/7/2010 5:37:00 PM
Getting old is a state of mind. I think one can be young by heart Michael
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