It snuck up on me
This advanced age—sixty-five
Like a stealthy thief
Bestowing wrinkles
Absconding with memories
Dimming my eyesight
And yet it feels right
Comfortable as old shoes
Or warm cardigans
Peace, people.
Sixty-five
It snuck up on me
This advanced age—sixty-five
Like a stealthy thief
Bestowing wrinkles
Absconding with memories
Dimming my eyesight
And yet it feels right
Comfortable as old shoes
Or warm cardigans
Peace, people.
A trip through life with fingers crossed and eternal optimism.
Doing the best I can with what I have
kind of sad, but not so bad with cheese. cheese not provided.
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I hope you had a wonderful day xxxxxxx
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I did—right up until the mister became ill after dinner. Nothing like cleaning up puke all night.😳
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God’s sake. Is he ok?
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Still feeling puny. He’s just started on a new medication and the side effects are nasty. They’re supposed to fade away in a week or so, but right now they’re making him so sick. Poor baby.
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hope it settles soon
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Me, too! I’m an awful nurse. And he’s an even worse patient.
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Happy birthday, friend
Sixty-five’s the new fifty
You’re still just a kid
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I’m counting on it!
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Thank you.
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Lovely!
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Thank you!
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Hope you had a happy, happy birthday, Leslie. I sang for you! 🙂
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Aww! That’s awesome. Thank you!
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