My father,
born 1914,
grumbles about his sore eye
and sighs,
“I guess
I’m getting old.”
.
(True story).
Good one…….. π
I had a chuckle when he said it tonight.
So your da is older than mine would be? Amazing!
I was a VERY late addition in his world. #spoiledrotten
God bless him. He sounds as if age has no meaning for him.
Well, he’s gone quite blind and considerably deaf, and that frustrates him no end, but other than those minor inconveniences, he’s doing very well. He’s even the goalie on their Old Folks floor hockey team. lol
π lucky guy!
Good attitude goes a long way.
Must have had you in his late eighties / early nineties Shawn. xxx Huge Hugs xxx
Yes, and I birthed my own children in utero, of course. π
good short poem π
Thanks
Ah, I can identify with that line. It as a privilege. Only those of us who live long enough to grow old can truthfully make that statement.
Indeed.
You’ve just got to love dads!
π
And you tell him, “Not yet, Dad.” Too sweet!
Somewhere in the archives (Dec 2011?) there are a couple of poems from when we thought we were losing him, but he’s a tough cookie.
I’ll check them out sometime. Sounds like he is!
Understatement of the year! Really nice short poem though, really relatable. π
Thanks.
I hope he got a few brisk, ‘Oh, nonsense!’ -es, π
lol
This reminds me of my Dad, who still drives and lives life at the young age of 94! π
Oh, good for him! π
Wow! He can still see! Good genes.
He can’t see much- he’s had macular degeneration for 20 odd years, but he’s got athletic reflexes and knows where balls/pucks will be. π
This is fabulous.
HE is pretty fabulous. π
π
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Good one…….. π
I had a chuckle when he said it tonight.
So your da is older than mine would be? Amazing!
I was a VERY late addition in his world. #spoiledrotten
God bless him. He sounds as if age has no meaning for him.
Well, he’s gone quite blind and considerably deaf, and that frustrates him no end, but other than those minor inconveniences, he’s doing very well. He’s even the goalie on their Old Folks floor hockey team. lol
π lucky guy!
Good attitude goes a long way.
Must have had you in his late eighties / early nineties Shawn.
xxx Huge Hugs xxx
Yes, and I birthed my own children in utero, of course. π
good short poem π
Thanks
Ah, I can identify with that line. It as a privilege. Only those of us who live long enough to grow old can truthfully make that statement.
Indeed.
You’ve just got to love dads!
π
And you tell him, “Not yet, Dad.” Too sweet!
Somewhere in the archives (Dec 2011?) there are a couple of poems from when we thought we were losing him, but he’s a tough cookie.
I’ll check them out sometime. Sounds like he is!
Understatement of the year! Really nice short poem though, really relatable. π
Thanks.
I hope he got a few brisk, ‘Oh, nonsense!’ -es, π
lol
This reminds me of my Dad, who still drives and lives life at the young age of 94! π
Oh, good for him! π
Wow! He can still see! Good genes.
He can’t see much- he’s had macular degeneration for 20 odd years, but he’s got athletic reflexes and knows where balls/pucks will be. π
This is fabulous.
HE is pretty fabulous. π
π