Hard Yakka

I haven't built a house. Nor spread tarmac onto roads. I have not shot a brace of grouse. Or planting veg in rows. I am sitting on a comfy chair, Which my old body embraces. I become exhausted, When bending down to tie my shoelaces.

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Gershon Wolf

Date: 10/12/2022 8:32:00 PM

Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha! And Comrade Hawkins, WHY HAVE YOU NOT BUILT A HOUSE?! ~ Big Brother

Bill Baker

Date: 10/8/2022 11:53:00 PM

Makes no difference as long as you still share your thoughts with us through your poetry, my friend. Hugs, Bill

Shirley Hawkins
Date: 10/9/2022 5:03:00 PM

I want to return a Hug to you, Bill. For your very understanding comment. Blessings to you and your wife, Shirley

Rico Leffanta

Date: 10/8/2022 11:32:00 AM

So wear flip flops! "The bamboo which bends is stronger than the oak which resists!" Aloha!

Shirley Hawkins
Date: 10/9/2022 5:07:00 PM

Where do you find such fitting comments? Rico Flip flops, here I come. Take care, Shirley

L MILTON HANKINS

Date: 10/7/2022 9:19:00 PM

Ah, sometimes I have trouble bending over to tie my shoelaces, too, but it's caused by a roll of fat around my waist!

Shirley Hawkins
Date: 10/7/2022 9:31:00 PM

Oh! Dear, you have sussed me out, Milt

Deb M

Date: 10/7/2022 9:00:00 PM

Oh Shirley thats so cute but a wee bit sad to me! Love always Debx

Shirley Hawkins
Date: 10/9/2022 5:20:00 PM

I am wearing flip-flops, as Rico suggested. I am a dedicated follower of fashion. Take care, Deb. Shirley XX