The Transition Age

Eighty seems to be the transition age When we revert back to a child like stage We stomp our feet No more sweet It allows us the privilege to rant and rave
Copyright © | Year Posted 2016

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Stebbings Avatar
April 22, 2016 at 5:34 AM
Oh, the freedom! Not there yet though.
Ellison Avatar
April 22, 2016 at 5:55 AM
YUP! The freedom to not give a poop! LOL
Smith Avatar
April 21, 2016 at 10:54 AM
Just a number on a road sign friend Jack, you're just getting started...
Ellison Avatar
April 21, 2016 at 11:48 AM
Thanks for the cheery advice, my friend!
Smith Avatar
April 21, 2016 at 10:25 AM
I love to watch that dance...the two-step, with a few twirls you prance....happy as a clam...don't give a damn....in few more years I'll have that chance
Ellison Avatar
April 21, 2016 at 10:39 AM
More than a few I would say!!!!!!
Elly Avatar
April 21, 2016 at 7:51 AM
Great work Jack! Number 1 fan
Ellison Avatar
April 21, 2016 at 10:39 AM
Much appreciated my new friend!!!!
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