GROWING OLD
Growing old is not a
job for sissies
Some of us may still
have our hair
With all the problems
that it brings
Thank God we still
have Medicare
Those Ritis brothers
have taken over
Each of our bones
from top to bottom
And if any teeth that
we have are ours
We’re lucky that we’ve
still got them
Remembering things we
need to do
Has also not been the
easiest of tasks
The batteries in the
hearing aids
Seem to wear out much
too fast
These are just a
handful of so many things
Which are part of the
process of growing old
But the advantages far
outweigh the problems
And are worth so much
more than silver or gold
No more getting up
early to go to work
Now we can do more
things we enjoy
It’s a feeling like
some children get
Just playing with a
brand new toy
We get to enjoy the
grandkids a lot more
As they get older and
continue to grow
Telling them things
from our experiences
So many of which they
might never know
We’re thankful for
the senior discounts
They help us to save
every penny we can
When we look back at
so many memories
We know it’s a part
of God’s perfect plan
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