"It does not matter how slowly
you go as long as you don't stop."
Angel Feathers Tickle Me
You may not have been able to
hide your chuckles if you had
seen my cohort in crime and I
strolling down my stone walk
this early a.m. Certainly, gave
me a wee laugh!
I find that laughing, chuckling,
hee hawing, rolling on the floor
although I can't get back up, 'tis
much better than sobbing one's
heart out.
Though there are times . . .
Aging is what it is and some
of us have it better than others.
I suppose I'm about half-way
in between. Still stand straight
and tall, good decent stride,
but just ask me where I hid that
new bottle of wine!!! Can't find
it for love nor money!
So, if you catch me red-eyed
with hankie in hand, just give
me a good slap and remind me
of the alternative!
Happy! Happy!!
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