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Special Poem For Seniors

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Frederick

Frederick Report 8 Jul 2013 20:19


The Golden Years!

A row of bottles on my shelf
Caused me to analyse myself.
One yellow pill I have to pop
Goes to my heart so it won't stop.
A little white one that I take
Goes to my hands so they won't shake.
The blue ones that I use a lot
Tell me I'm happy when I'm not.
The purple pill goes to my brain
And tells me that I have no pain.
The capsules tell me not to wheeze
Or cough or choke or even sneeze.
The red ones, smallest of them all
Go to my blood so I wont fall.
The orange ones, very big and bright
Prevent my leg cramps in the night.
Such an array of brilliant pills
Helping to cure all kinds of ills.
But what I'd really like to know....
Is what tells each one where to go!.


LAUGH A LITTLE EVERY DAY.....
There's always a lot to be thankful for if you take time to look for it. For example
I am sitting here right now thinking how nice it is that wrinkles & fat don't hurt...



F..

RolloTheRed

RolloTheRed Report 8 Jul 2013 20:20

A man, he's like a rusty wheel
On a rusty cart
He sings his song as he rattles along
And then he falls apart

And we'll sing hallelujah
At the turning of the year
And we work all day in the old fashioned way
'Till the shining star appears

A man, he's like a briar
He covers himself with thorns
He laughs like a clown when his fortune's down
And his clothes are ragged and torn

And we'll sing hallelujah
At the turning of the year
And we work all day in the old fashioned way
'Till the shining star appears

A man, he's like a three string fiddle
Hanging upon the wall
He plays when somebody scrapes on the bow
Or he can't play at all

And we'll sing hallelujah
At the turning of the year
And we work all day in the old fashioned way
'Till the shining star appears

A man, he's like his father
Wishes he was never born
He longs for the time when the clock will chime
And he's dead for evermore

And we'll sing hallelujah
At the turning of the year
And we work all day in the old fashioned way
'Till the shining star appears

And we'll sing hallelujah
At the turning of the year
And we work all day in the old fashioned way
'Till the shining star appears

(Richard Thompson)

AnnCardiff

AnnCardiff Report 8 Jul 2013 20:50

:-D :-D :-D :-D :-D :-D

Wend

Wend Report 8 Jul 2013 21:37

Oo-er, I think I've strayed onto the wrong thread :-S

I'm far too young >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>> :-D ;-) :-D ;-)