Postby klc » January 15th, 2008, 4:22 pm
When I saw this post, it reminded me of a quote that read. "Do not resent growing old, many have been denied the privilege."
I'll be the first to admit that the thought of declining in strength and vigor is not something I look forward to experiencing, but like most things in my life, I try and approach them with a sense of humor. Hope this poem makes you smile, and maybe even laugh just a little bit.
~ When I’m an Old Lady and Live With My Kids ~
When I’m an old lady and filled with such fun,
I want to pay back all the joy they’ve provided,
Returning each deed, Oh they’ll be so excited.
When I’m an old lady and live with my kids.
I’ll write on the walls with red, white and blue;
And bounce on the furniture wearing my shoes.
I’ll drink from the carton and then leave it out,
I’ll stuff all the toilets and oh, how they’ll shout.
When they’re on the phone and just out of reach,
I’ll get into things like sugar and bleach.
Oh, they’ll snap their fingers and then shake their head,
And when that is done, I’ll hide under my bed.
When they cook dinner and call me to meals,
I’ll not eat my green beans or salads congealed.
I’ll gag on my okra, spill my milk on the table,
And when they get angry, run fast as I’m able.
I’ll sit to close to T.V, an thru the channels I’ll click.
I’ll cross both my eyes to see if they stick.
I’ll take off my socks and throw one away,
And play in the mud until the end of the day.
And later in bed, I’ll lay back and sigh,
And thank God in prayer and then close my eyes;
And my kids will look down with a smile slowly creeping,
“She’s so sweet, “they will say, “when she is sleeping!”
~ Author Unknown ~
" The world see's what we do, God see's why we do them "