We offer observations from a 22 year old mind trapped in an 82 year old body.
NOBODY ASKED ME BUT
Some walk with hand near crotch.
A child first places knees on chair before getting seated.
I can actually exist without Facebook.
Somewhere in this promised land the sun is shining.
A family meal, once upon a time in America.
Some walk slowly to dispose of garbage, good to the last bite.
Tee shirts inform world who you like.
Hate others and wind up hating self.
I have had few “eureka” moments in life.
I wonder how many Catholics each day think about the Pope.
The past shaped who I am today, cherish the past.
A “love me” message on butt-an invitation?
Some chew vigorously, some, gently.
The body is my friend, I treat kindly my friends.
When tomorrow is today, today is yesterday.
I am a nonchalant person, except about human cruelty.
Cherish unconditional love, not in great quantity.
I still wonder what Obama will fight to the death to preserve.
In the end our hair is white, such is the human condition.
From whence we come, we return–eventually!