I ran around the kitchen, with a duster in my hand,
The family was coming and I wanted it looking grand.
You could see the footprints clearly, making patterns in the dust,
So, to keep them off my back – cleanliness was a must.
Since I’d been living here alone they sometimes check on me,
They’re doing me a favour, that much I could see.
Since my wife left for better care, that somehow, now she needed,
I also had outside to mind – and keep the garden weeded.
Often, I get lonely here, just me to make a noise,
The dog will sometimes bark a bit but I’ve not lost my poise.
The grass grows long and really thick, I have to use the mower,
Up and down and back and forth – I sometimes think I’m slower.
But I know lots of people who are not as well as me,
“Cos I can jog around the block, with the dog for company.
Now, I’m not as fit as I once was and I have to walk a bit,
And when that’s the best that I can do – I’ll make the best of it.
I’d like to have a woman here, to keep me on my toes.
Not too young and not too old, just middle-aged I s’pose.
perhaps I could just borrow one, if her love life isn’t finished,
She could show me all the tricks – till my love life’s diminished.
Then when I wake up and realise that I was only dreaming,
I wonder why my slow old brain hasn’t finished scheming.
If I’m alive at 105 and find I’m making plans,
I’ll have had a great life, not ever in strife ……
………….as good as any man’s.
This work is published on behalf of Les Robertson.
Les is one of the “older” members of the Diamond Creek OM:NI group and, whilst being a prolific writer of poetry and other talents, decided that he would go skydiving at the age of 84! His next challenge is to go swimming in a cage with a pack of sharks – him in the cage and the sharks excluded – we hope.
He his ambition, he reckons, is to reach 105, at the very least least, and become a grumpy(ier) old man!
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Great Les! Enjoying your contribution to the Group!………….kr