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I am only 61 . The poem is greatly exaggerated but wriiten in the jest of things. You will understand.
Redeployed in an ugly skin
Pleated and spotted and grumpy within
What I call walking ,they call shuffling
I'm bending down to tie my shoe
While Im down here what else can I do?

When driving down my lip protrudes
Only for the dentist will I open mouth
Okay , Ill wave at you but I wont smile
The dog and the toilet are my only true friends
You get up to go and then you go again

Memories are yesterday
Forgetfulness is all over today
Ill tell you what it is
But forgot what I was going to say

Got to buy dogfood
Where are my glasses?
Who am I talking to?
They've all gone away

Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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Date: 10/24/2017 10:36:00 AM
You have great insight about what it's like - LOL. Stay active!
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Jannie Breedt
Date: 10/24/2017 2:00:00 PM
Hi Sunlite, not so fast kiddo. I was only imagining
Date: 10/18/2017 10:33:00 AM
The inevitability of life Jannie. You speak a great truth here, as long as you don't started questioning if it was worth it, you'll be OK.
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Jannie Breedt
Date: 10/19/2017 1:17:00 PM
Its actually misconception about me.I am very active, I just felt like it that day. Thank you James..
Date: 9/28/2017 10:15:00 AM
Jannie these are the pangs of birthing a soul. Your poem is a litany of losses and I am so sorry that you are in such a quagmire. I wish as you friend I could pull you out.
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Date: 9/29/2017 10:25:00 AM
Big smiles here I am happy things are great. I don't want to ever have to cry but that is a foolish wish. apologize for typo when I responded to your comment on my site "brighter tomorrow".
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Jannie Breedt
Date: 9/28/2017 2:03:00 PM
No no no on the contrary things have been going great lately. All good my lady. Dont fret over me. If you want to cry the beloved country ,thats a another matter altogether
Date: 9/28/2017 6:53:00 AM
I so love this magnificent poem. Such deep truth in the revelation that old age brings hardships the young have no clue about. The last verse points to the loneliness when one looks around to find the others have all departed from this earthly plane. A fav!!! Thanks..
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Jannie Breedt
Date: 9/28/2017 2:01:00 PM
Hi Rob, I wrote it on a lighter note and actually things are looking real peachy today. Even the dreaded political atmosphere could not dampen the spirit of spring over here.thanks for stopping by again old friend