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Wellness

The glossy brochure made a promise, To those maybe living with strife, That by moving to their Senior Eden, You’d find “wellness” the way of your life. Though perhaps their apartments are lovely And the clubhouse has classes and such, To offer a life filled with “wellness,” Is really, to me, just too much. For no matter how shiny the pamphlet, It all adds to a hill full of beans When you bat around language like “wellness,” Since I have no idea what it means.

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Date: 12/2/2024 9:07:00 PM
ha, ha, ha, ha, ha! Perfect... Meither has no idea about 'wellness' either! Sonds like woke gobbledy-gook. Let's ask AOC...
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Date: 12/2/2024 8:06:00 AM
Ilene, I enjoyed your poem. I agree that there are too many cliches' and empty words floating around.
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Date: 12/1/2024 4:03:00 PM
Haha! Many of us oldies (to quote you) "have no idea what [wellness] means! / Maurice
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Date: 11/30/2024 5:27:00 PM
Yes, those "glossy brochures" often make promises that just don't come to fruition, or they make hard things sound SO easy. Well said, Ilene. Janice
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Date: 11/30/2024 11:04:00 AM
a place that scares me, getting old is bad, even in a castle, thanks poet Ilene for the thoughtful poem
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