I
am far too old and out of breath to be chasing my youth
Therefore
–
My
hair shall remain gray until it completely falls out
My
vision will see things as I want them to be
I
will hear what I want to hear
And
I will scoff at anything new
I
rejoice in being a curmudgeon for I have worked long and hard to get here
Now,
as when I was a child, vegetables will be pushed aside
Chocolate
cake to me is the same as a beautiful sunset
The
Fashion Police will have my picture on their wall
And
my car will make the same odd noises as I do
I
am not going to buy anything from you so please go away
Thank
you
and just so you'll know - I don't pay attention to font that's difficult to read.
1 comment:
Dear Curmdgeon - Enjoy Those Golden Years!
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