Do I have Oil paint on my clothes and my nails?
Is my coat torn?
Am I no longer young, What the hell are those sags and
Am I no longer young, What the hell are those sags and
please do I really look like this?
What matters today,
yes, day by day.
Ring a bell with any of you??
Let me keep my mind on what matters,
which is my art work, the house cleaning,
which is my art work, the house cleaning,
taking pain pills on time. Can't do yard work,
so I have to pay these yardmen @ $30 an hour
they are raping and pillaging the elderly in Maine.
The yard men do as little as possible.
The yard men do as little as possible.
Out and out theft. There is no law to protect us.
I am just learning what AGEING means.
Most mornings are a delight, I admire my Daffodils
feed my Sea Gulls and put on the Local News.
Am I getting in a rut-?
I am getting smarter not to spend $12.00 for Lunch plus a tip.
I invite them for a souffle at my house.
Then time for my Emails, maybe a new post.
Am I in the mood to Paint? Not today, with
this Pain. Yes pain goes hand and hand with
ageing. They are not the GOLDEN Years.
Posted by Yvonne @ La Petite Gallery
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