Looking back at Lehman

I get off Exit 93 off I -75

I'm an old man of 69 pushing 70...in my scenic drive.

I'm a 1973 Lehman grad...

And still proud to be a Cav

My sons are now grown up..but without wives

Was hoping for grandkids..but it's not gonna happen

I'm a retiree now afflicted with dementia

And 'dat 'sho ain't no jives.

I think to myself after all of of years fifty

That the years have passed by ..somewhat seemingly swiftly.

The mrs won't let me drive out of town anymore

For fear that I might wreck may car and kill myself

Stuck at the house...oh such a bore!

And as I speak...I look back and remember the good times and try to forget the ones that were bad

We've finally matured from the days of obnoxious teen angst and negative attitudes that made me feel sad.

As I make my occasional trip to "Believe, Art From the Heart" on 25-A

Where Teresa and her crew give me sweet hugs and a flavored hot tea

Which makes me feel appreciated, unconditionally loved and okay.

Gotta rush back to the house before the mrs does

So please pray for her cynical soul to return to the faith

Before all hell breaks loose on earth.

My gut feelings are telling me

That we are living in dark times that aren't the least bit great

As I pray my rosary for her return to the faith before it's much too late.

JML 3/10/23

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