Today is my birthday...
I've reached Seventy Two.
I'm feeling just fine....
How about you ?
My knees do get creaky,
That's age...very sneaky
In winter the pipes freeze
And sometimes get leaky.
But I can't complain
When all's said and done
It could be much worse....
And life is still fun.
I can still climb the stairs
Without losing my breath.....
My mind is still sharp....
Dementia scares me to death.
Not too many wrinkles
A bit of grey hair.....
They're called 'wisdom highlights
I don't mind that they're there.
The worrying thing...
It sounds a bit dumb....
I think I might be turning into my MUM!
I wrote this ditty on my birthday.
I've reached Seventy Two.
I'm feeling just fine....
How about you ?
My knees do get creaky,
That's age...very sneaky
In winter the pipes freeze
And sometimes get leaky.
But I can't complain
When all's said and done
It could be much worse....
And life is still fun.
I can still climb the stairs
Without losing my breath.....
My mind is still sharp....
Dementia scares me to death.
Not too many wrinkles
A bit of grey hair.....
They're called 'wisdom highlights
I don't mind that they're there.
The worrying thing...
It sounds a bit dumb....
I think I might be turning into my MUM!
I wrote this ditty on my birthday.
