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Old People Sounds

It begins every day with strange sounds I would say rising up, to a mornings sun rays. There is cracking and creaking and parts even squeaking strange music my bones seem to play. There is moaning and groaning the lack of my toning I endeavor to changing my ways. Rolling out of my rack with a resounding big crack 'tis life getting old, I do say!

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Date: 2/25/2024 11:38:00 PM
Its the squeaks and the cracks that let you know the joints are still moving. :D So heat and stretch and bend and rest. And know that meat bones concert should make you laugh. After all you still got it baby! - This made me smile. Thank you!
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Mark Hughes
Date: 2/27/2024 7:33:00 AM
Thank you Susan, happy to have made you smile!! You might also enjoy my poem called "Age Defining"
Date: 2/19/2024 7:59:00 PM
Wow, I can so relate to this one, Mark.
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Mark Hughes
Date: 2/20/2024 7:30:00 AM
Thank you Jerry!
Date: 2/19/2024 4:42:00 PM
I can sooo relate. I'm not accustomed to my 'old people sounds.' Wasn't expecting them, but yet here they are. I enjoyed the read...have a pleasant evening, Sara
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Mark Hughes
Date: 2/20/2024 7:30:00 AM
Thank you Sara!!
Date: 2/18/2024 10:10:00 AM
Love this, it's cool!! Smiles, Ed
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Mark Hughes
Date: 2/18/2024 10:20:00 AM
Glad you enjoyed it, thank you for your kind comments Edward!!

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