Progress

 

 

Now that I´m old and don´t do very much,

I get into a whole lot less trouble.

 

Like all young people I was frisky and

curious and did lots of things…

some things weren´t so good for me.

 

I can now see the probable outcomes

of familiar types of situations that arise.

 

Now, like old, stale jokes told at a bar

full of regulars, situations that arise

have numbers…

 

…a woman flirts with me…that´s a 333…

not many of those lately…

 

…political discussions are 113…I try to

end them as soon as I see them…

you get the picture.

 

Still, every flower is new, fresh and lovely.

A smile on any face is timeless.