Seems life’s lessons of late
Are learned from those just learning language itself
Always conscious of inculcating proper grammar
Pronouns, gerunds, etc.which categorize
Language that we might understand one another
But lessons never printed on a proper grammar book
Seem to be quite clear to the youngest minds
So that is why ‘artificial flowers’
Which I took to be a good explanation
Are now
Pink flowers that never die
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So many seasons to play
Seemed different sports would fill the seasons
Each requiring alleged stretching and lifting suggestions
Suggestions which youth might well laugh off
But in the fall of life creeping towards winter
Muscles seem to take longer to stretch
Aches less likely to fade
But the most painful experience is illusion
That one might stop cutting the grass mid November
Then one day pull the chain to mow again in April
Mmmm yes extremely painful
An hour later one struggles to open the garage again
Pushing the disabling equipment away
For whatever reason
No connection made between pain and lawn cutting
The next morning through, over a long cup of coffee
Time permits the memory to peel back
The idiocy of an individual
Who blissfully ended the lawn cutting season mid November
And without thought again pulled the chain In April
Aspirin anyone?
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The Remote
The good old days
I beg to differ
In a court of law
Would simply need to parade
The various inventions
That have ramped up the term
Easier
Reflect now
Those of sufficient age
What you might turn to if lost
Yes GPS
Or needed to speak to someone more than 15 feet away
Yeah, cell phones
Still a few would remember the angst of not having indoor plumbing
Don’t want to step outside to bend down for your paper
Read it online as well as shop, worship, gossip, watch movies, listen to music or Zoom
As Wi-fi endlessly streams 24/7
You can even work out to exercise videos
There was a time when a child might be considered raised and and independent
If they were toilet trained and could manually change the three channels on the TV
But now real independence and maturity is measured by the ability
To turn off all this new fangled stuff with The Remote
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The Conversation
Eyes focused on the goal
Backs bent pushing
You and I on the back burner
Tomorrow was like a due bill
For the 1st of the month
There would be time
To finally live our dreams
Travel to distant lands
Feel the mist of the cool ocean on our wrinkled skin
Explore a new skill set, or maybe just maybe
Plan as if we would one day actually start the car and leave the driveway
But before that happened we experimented
Slipped out one weekend to Brown County
Three days no responsibilities
Done this numerous times
Usually camping with kids
Now driving by memories
Brought more memories of our simple pleasurable past
But making new memories was going to be harder to imbed
Antique stores once seemingly on top of one another
Now seemed achingly distant
Lunch could only be obtained by further effort
2PM shuttered the day
Of course no acknowledgement by either of us
Glancing away so the subject could b avoided
Resting for just a minute should provide the impetus
To revive these septuagenarian bodies
But hours of restless reading
Just delayed the inevitable conversation
What happened?
Walking for hours, staying up late
Traveling endlessly
Were gone, very distant, even irretrievable memories
Then piece by piece what was past, what could be, and what needed to be
Were sorted out finally!
What a relief
Best three day weekend we ever had
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