The old one two sucker punch
old age and myself
have found ourselves
at a bend in the road
that will eventually
find dusk falling
upon both of us
and we will fade away
into darkness or light
just like the best of us…
only I will no longer fight back
just take my licks
like any prize fighter
who has thrown their last punch
before the announcer calls out…
3, 2, 1…she’s down for the count
old age, the champion…
fight’s over, she’s toast,
she is finally done and out!
but in the wee hours of the morning
the sun will still shine
rising up her groggy head
and still come out…
—©g.a.meeder, 2014®
The Frankly Speaking Press 
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Yes, indeedy it tis…But we still need to share so that others can connect and know that they are not the only ones who feel this way out here on this gigantic planet. Thank-you for stopping, reading and commenting Bruce. Peace.
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It seems lately I go to sleep wondering IF I will wake up in the morning–a new phenomena for me! We have been given a gift–to live. How many of us do not live this long? So much we have seen, so much shared. Blessings on each of your days, and may you have more JOY than you can contain! Thank you for your visits to my blog!
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Well written! Also, the video is a great touch…I feel more and more like Murtaugh every day!!
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