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the golden age
Posted by: bettypearson (67.142.130.---)
Date: February 20, 2022 12:07PM

Nobody cares what an old woman wears, nobody notices, nobody cares.
So I stay home and do as I please with my hair yanked back and my soul at ease.
But once in a while the old fires burn and to ribbon and laces and blowers I turn.
With earrings a bob and hair gently curled I go out and look at the wide, wide world.
But nobody notices and nobody cares, an old woman’s an old woman whatever she wears.
So I go back home and do as I please with my hair yanked back and my soul at ease.

How do I know that my youth has been spent? ‘cause my get up and go has got up and went.
But in spite of it all, I’m able to grin when I think of where my “getup” has been.
Old age is golden, I’ve heard it said, but sometimes I wonder as I go to bed,
My ears in a drawer, my teeth in a cup,
My eyes on the table ‘til I wake up,
As sleep dims my eyes, I say to myself,
“Is there anything else I should lay on the shelf?”
But I am happy as I close my door, my friends are the same as in days or yore.

When I was young, my slippers were red, I could kick my feet up clear over my head.
When I grew older, my slippers were blue, but I could still dance the whole night through.
Now that I’m older, my slippers are black, I walk to the corner, but puff my way back.
I used to be old, but now I am bent; yes my get up and go has got up and went.
But I really don’t mind when I think with a grin, of all the grand places my “getup” has been.

Since I’ve retired from life’s competition, I find every day an exact repetition.
I get up each morning and dust off my wits, pick up the paper and read the obits.
If my name is missing, I know I’m not dead, so I eat a big breakfast and go back to bed.

Edited 1 time(s). Last edit at 02/20/2011 02:19PM by bettypearson.


Re: the golden age
Posted by: Fickledlife (72.130.17.---)
Date: February 20, 2022 05:51PM

Stoic? Idk. I do like it though. Gives a sense of fulfillment with some lines. Im too young to understand it any further. It was her husband that 'retired from life's competition, right?

-with love


Re: the golden age
Posted by: les712 (68.116.93.---)
Date: February 21, 2022 08:48PM

This is funny I like it. Welcome to the mule.


Les


Re: the golden age
Posted by: Fickledlife (72.130.17.---)
Date: February 22, 2022 05:37PM

Oh wait nvm... Ha. I take back my last comment :x read
that line wrong.

-with love




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