The time has come, my conscience said, to give up driving !
My good old friend, the VOLVO, for his service will not see me arriving.
With my conscience I wrestled but it prevailed over wishful thinking-
when I come to visit with him-my eyes with tears will be blinking.
For about 20 years this faithful servant took me where I wanted to go,
no doubt about his comfort and reliability- I now shall miss it ever so.
We treated each other with care, I always knew on him I could rely,
the very thought of being no longer being behind the wheel, it made me cry.
Very seldom now his trusty wheels will hug the streets of my city-
that he will now be used very sparsely, really it is such a great pity.
It is in my mind to keep him around close and have him near,
hopefully I can visit him ,remove any spots, he is so ever so dear.
Never have I found a truer companion, always ready for good aid,
the thought that he will still be there, when needed, makes me feel great.
With many thanks I shall keep thinking highly of this true friend-
we both shall persevere in keeping up hope that this is not yet the end !
Wednesday, June 1, 2011
T H I N K I N GNearing a hundred years- it is so very easy to pretend that a lifetime on This Earth may soon come to an end. It is such a great blessi
Nearing a hundred years- it is so very easy to pretend
that a lifetime on This Earth may soon come to an end.
It is such a great blessing to be able to presently find
that one did reach this goal in health and sound of mind.
This is when one remembers people of the long ago past
and the many occasions when the proverbial die was cast.
There were times when the outcome was in balance either way-
but some one watched over me and I am still here this day.
Much have I seen on two continents, both in war and peace:
made many friends, now mourn their going, so few left of these.
So very long to be without my dear wife has been a dreary existence,
yet, I made the best of it and there was not much resistance.
Thus I have to be grateful to have come this far with grace,
and have no dread what may come in the coming days.
To look back with no regrets is what now keeps me going:
however this shall end,hopefully, courage I will be showing.
that a lifetime on This Earth may soon come to an end.
It is such a great blessing to be able to presently find
that one did reach this goal in health and sound of mind.
This is when one remembers people of the long ago past
and the many occasions when the proverbial die was cast.
There were times when the outcome was in balance either way-
but some one watched over me and I am still here this day.
Much have I seen on two continents, both in war and peace:
made many friends, now mourn their going, so few left of these.
So very long to be without my dear wife has been a dreary existence,
yet, I made the best of it and there was not much resistance.
Thus I have to be grateful to have come this far with grace,
and have no dread what may come in the coming days.
To look back with no regrets is what now keeps me going:
however this shall end,hopefully, courage I will be showing.
HOW TO GET IN TOUCH
Used to be, in times gone by, it was word of mouth, one to the other.
Well, Adam and Eve had conversations, there was no Mother !
When there was written language, notes went back and forth-
and the trusted mailman came to your door as a matter of course.
Now this changed again because the computer is much in use,
in seconds you can get in touch, for delay there is no excuse.
You can even see your caller if this new gadget you possess,
it feels like with this screen you can touch each other,more or less.
Seems like the old phone will soon be gone and be obsolete,
to dial long numbers surely will be no more of urgent need.
Just find a button to push and your subject will be on the screen
even the place of the conversation shall clearly be seen.
Of course the privacy of the person will be a thing of the past,
he or she will be definitely present, secrecy will not long last.
But, surely they will overcome such an obvious flaw :
The will even convey thoughts that may stick in your craw !
Well, Adam and Eve had conversations, there was no Mother !
When there was written language, notes went back and forth-
and the trusted mailman came to your door as a matter of course.
Now this changed again because the computer is much in use,
in seconds you can get in touch, for delay there is no excuse.
You can even see your caller if this new gadget you possess,
it feels like with this screen you can touch each other,more or less.
Seems like the old phone will soon be gone and be obsolete,
to dial long numbers surely will be no more of urgent need.
Just find a button to push and your subject will be on the screen
even the place of the conversation shall clearly be seen.
Of course the privacy of the person will be a thing of the past,
he or she will be definitely present, secrecy will not long last.
But, surely they will overcome such an obvious flaw :
The will even convey thoughts that may stick in your craw !
T H E O L D G R A Y M A R E
He sure ain't what he used to be! He found that out today !
When he went shopping for food- what can I truthfully say ?
The weather was great, I felt fine and had had a good night-
to-morrow my helper will do this chore-for me today, alright.
I climbed in my good old Volvo,it started right off as before,
so I was ready to go,sat down and carefully closed the door.
It felt like it knew where to go,had been there so many times:
the parking was easy,the buyer to Target most easily climbs.
After a holiday not many shoppers-on leftovers they will feast:
I produced my prepared list,no problem, I am easily pleased.
Everything in it's place it was a pleasure to walk and shop,
got what I wanted,next to good old Ralph's I wanted to hop.
An hour an a half pleasantly spent and then homeward bound,
had a good lunch- but that I was really" pooped" I found.
It was time for someone else to do this necessary chore:
glad that my neighbor is willing: I don't want to do that no more !
When he went shopping for food- what can I truthfully say ?
The weather was great, I felt fine and had had a good night-
to-morrow my helper will do this chore-for me today, alright.
I climbed in my good old Volvo,it started right off as before,
so I was ready to go,sat down and carefully closed the door.
It felt like it knew where to go,had been there so many times:
the parking was easy,the buyer to Target most easily climbs.
After a holiday not many shoppers-on leftovers they will feast:
I produced my prepared list,no problem, I am easily pleased.
Everything in it's place it was a pleasure to walk and shop,
got what I wanted,next to good old Ralph's I wanted to hop.
An hour an a half pleasantly spent and then homeward bound,
had a good lunch- but that I was really" pooped" I found.
It was time for someone else to do this necessary chore:
glad that my neighbor is willing: I don't want to do that no more !
WEATHER OR NOT
if the truth be told
yes, I hate the cold.
With too much heat -
I stay off the street.
You soon will gather:
I challenge the weather.
It causes me stress
how to rightly dress.
A fan to be desired?
An overcoat required?
Your feet are too cold?
Perspiration: you scold.
Caught sans umbrella
an unhappy, wet fella.
Wind blowing grumble.
Dense fog - big mumble.
Temperature displeases:
Weather much used thesis!
yes, I hate the cold.
With too much heat -
I stay off the street.
You soon will gather:
I challenge the weather.
It causes me stress
how to rightly dress.
A fan to be desired?
An overcoat required?
Your feet are too cold?
Perspiration: you scold.
Caught sans umbrella
an unhappy, wet fella.
Wind blowing grumble.
Dense fog - big mumble.
Temperature displeases:
Weather much used thesis!
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