Shirley Hawkins Poet Rhyme

Happy Days

I have become a groaner
Misery and a moaner,
My body is becoming frail
My eyes are fading my face is pale.
My legs are wobbly, I wear a brace,
Behind these wrinkles, I have a face
Not one that would launch a thousand ships
Or a mouth that kissed a thousand lips,
But a countenance that is a part of me
That was once young and fancy-free,
Shake yourself, silly old girl.
Put on some music,
Give your leg a twirl,
Roll your eyes, and clap your hands,
As you listen to the old-time bands
Of yesterday,
All your moans will dance away.

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Caren Krutsinger March 18, 2022 at 1:45 AM This is why I am going to a drag queen show this weekend - invited special! "Shake yourself, silly old girl. Put on some music, Give your leg a twirl,"

Bj Legros Kelley March 16, 2022 at 8:55 PM Aw, Shirley, I do understand this one oh so well! From inside us though, we peak out from our weakening eyes, we are the same silly old girls inside! You sound so much like me, I want to dance! Sometimes I do, too, and make my grown kids laugh. Those rollicking tunes, ah, they make me young again!! Shirley Hawkins March 16, 2022 at 9:04 PM What a Happy comment, BJ, I am smiling at the thought of us both dancing. Music is very therapeutic. We can still be young inside. ( just avoid all mirrors ) Thank You. Take care. Shirley

Gershon Wolf March 16, 2022 at 7:14 PM That's the spirit - of '76!... and 86... and 96... would you believe / be live 106?! Why not?! ~ Smiles, Gershon Shirley Hawkins March 16, 2022 at 9:05 PM Thank you, Gershon.

Mike Gentile March 16, 2022 at 6:36 AM Oh Shirley, this one is for me! It's as though I had written it myself (though I would change the " silly old girl!) . I love this one! Happy Wednesday xxoo Shirley Hawkins March 16, 2022 at 9:15 PM Could you imagine a lot of geriatrics, waving their sticks, trying to whistle, using the arms of their wheelchairs for a drum etc and above all smiling.... Your comment made me smile too, Mike. Thank you. Happy Thursday. Take care.

Anselmo Boles March 16, 2022 at 2:12 AM It sounds like you've found the right therapeutic formula to brighten up your day, Shirley. Let the sun shine as the music plays!...ab Shirley Hawkins March 16, 2022 at 5:28 AM I hope the sun shine's for you too, Anselma. Thank you for your kind comments. Take care. Shirley