Old Age And Goof-ups by Barbara Goodhew

Old age is like goof-ups,

Both are unwanted.

With old age we get senile.

With goof-ups we feel senile.

The difference is with old age we get better.

When we goof-up things don't get better.

Meridian (205.188.116.200) -- Wednesday, May 19 2004, 12:50 am

HAHA HAHA HAHA HAHA HAHA
You see me laughin don't ya barb? I haven't reached the "old age" stage yet, but it must be wonderful to sit back and say "ahhhh, this is the life".... That's when you can relax, and say I've worked in the vineyard while I was young, now that I've grown a few gray hairs, from so many children, I can enjoy this life in contentment, instead of in agony and bewilderment!
Well said Barb G!!!
Smiles
Meridian

barb (209.112.22.182) -- Wednesday, May 19 2004, 03:19 pm

thanks
glad I could bring some humour in your life.

Clive (63.184.96.158,) -- Wednesday, May 19 2004, 03:49 pm

how true
I alway heard that getting old was fun,
Well I'll tell ya it ain't all it's cracked up to be. The old bone start ristricting your movements and so on.
But still I can smile laugh and have fun thats what its all about.
Good Poem Barb (how True)

barb (209.112.22.182) -- Wednesday, May 19 2004, 04:52 pm

clive
I can make myself laugh by all my goofs. old age doesn't make me laugh though.thanks for commenting.

Martin Vann (4.244.174.75) -- Wednesday, May 19 2004, 07:49 pm

The Sweetest Wine, "expensive," Comes From Time
Barb,

There you go again making small of things like, Violins, Great wine, and delicious cheese, you are so sly, making age, sound like a crime.

Hey, old girl, how about an hour, shared with me. We can listen, to the sweetest music ever played on an old violin, drink premium wine, you know, its flavor, only comes with time. We can taste, the sweetest cheese, flavored and full of life, expensive, because it takes time to cure.

Barb, you crack me up with wisdom, that is so pure, guess, that comes with time, the best in life, that we can share, takes time.

MartinV

barb (66.46.241.93) -- Thursday, May 20 2004, 09:35 pm

thanks for the comment
Martin I liked your comment but you wouldn't like me.I don't talk on the phone, it does nothing for me and my imagination isn't great either, not like yours in the poem Phone Call. Ha Ha :))

Martin Vann (4.244.171.80) -- Friday, May 21 2004, 06:00 pm

Barb, there you go again...,Kicking my a
Barb,

There you go again, kicking my ass, but you know what, I don't mind at all, you do it with such class!

Humor and friends, good things, that come with time.

Your Friend,
MartinV

barb (66.46.230.55) -- Saturday, May 22 2004, 01:03 pm

gee thanks
a witchy lady with class.Now thats wierd. It's all in fun Martin glad you take it that way.your comments are interesting to say the least.:)))

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