I like 'em short 'n sweet. Doesn't mean i can write 'em though.
Cold weather gets my twisted spine and knees but the real worry is the terrible rattling sound i make from all the pills i have to swallow.
I know that feeling
of walking into an ancient building
and feeling shy for all the creaking:
that I bring...
although, it would be nice to get a bit of snow, I look out my window at the bright sunshine and crisp but mild weather and I can't help reminisce childhood scenes of colourful scarves and Rudolph nosed sniffles, lol
good write's again Jerry
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Thanks blue. It's working its way down. 🙂
this is more than a little gem .. this is a pearl of a 575 form post n true .... N
Thanks Neville. Happy Holidays.
Good write Jerry. I itch at times, but not got fleas! lol.
Thanks Orchi.
I like 'em short 'n sweet. Doesn't mean i can write 'em though.
Cold weather gets my twisted spine and knees but the real worry is the terrible rattling sound i make from all the pills i have to swallow.
Thanks, Dusk. Taking my pills this morning thought how fast the weeks seem to be going.
Well said, Jerry. I guess after a certain age we all become weather forecasting stations! 🙂
Indeed we do
Heat and humidity calls it's own tune-
Puffing and coughing until way past noon.
Regards Dave
They surely do Jerry.
I know that feeling
of walking into an ancient building
and feeling shy for all the creaking:
that I bring...
although, it would be nice to get a bit of snow, I look out my window at the bright sunshine and crisp but mild weather and I can't help reminisce childhood scenes of colourful scarves and Rudolph nosed sniffles, lol
good write's again Jerry
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