Wonder Times.

Goldfinch60



I have lived a long life

And enjoyed every moment,

Now I have reached that place,

The wonder years of my life,

So many things are with me.

I go out in the car,

Drive to somewhere,

Walk around for a while

Then I wonder,

Wonder where I parked the car.

I sit at home in comfort

I pick up a book to read,

And then I wonder,

Wonder where I left my glasses.

Then I need to speak to a friend

And I wonder once more,

Wonder where my ‘phone is.

I have lived a long life,

So many days of wonder,

And now I wonder once more,

Wonder what day it is.

  • Author: Goldfinch60 (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: April 24th, 2025 01:00
  • Comment from author about the poem: I wonder?
  • Category: Humor
  • Views: 19
  • Users favorite of this poem: Teddy.15
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  • Teddy.15

    LoL hilarious. Wonder away my dear Andy, wonder away not literally though 🤣

    • Goldfinch60

      Thank you Teddy, shall I wonder on or wander on. LOL

      Andy

      • Teddy.15

        Woops typo 🤣

      • orchidee

        The day is 'today'. That's why I never find 'tomorrow'. When it gets here, it's 'today!' Doh!

        • Goldfinch60

          Very true Orchi.

          Andy

        • arqios

          OH the joy and wonder of each and every day🕊️🙏🏻

          • Goldfinch60

            So very true arqios, thank you.

            Andy

            • arqios

              Most we Andy🕊🙏🏻

            • sorenbarrett

              A fun read Andy that I can identify with.

              • Goldfinch60

                Thank you soren, this getting older does have its strange way.

                Andy

              • David Wakeling

                I certainly know the feeling. Just part of the deal I'm afraid.Nice poem made me think

                • Goldfinch60

                  Thank you David, yes it is part of the deal of life.

                  Andy

                • rrodriguez

                  Hey friend, are you writing about me? I find myself wondering all the time, like those moments when I’m searching for my phone, only to realize it’s right by my ear. Your poem brought a grin to my face as I read it. Nicely done—it’s a wonderful poem to read.

                  • Goldfinch60

                    thank you rr, very much appreciated.

                    Andy



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