Re-Tired

Yeah! I got to my retirement And got some that I could spend But, I’m not trying that hard By the time of the day’s end. I hated having to go to work Especially just to earn that pay So I could sit here all alone Like I do now, day to day. At work, I had some people I could see, and some said, “Hi!” But now, at the end of day No one to say, “See ya’! Bye!” I had thoughts of when I quit I would do this thing or that But like all those other dreams I find that’s not where I am at. I took a trip up to D.C. To see what all should view But turned around, came back Cause not just what, one, should do. That place I used to hang Has moved and went away Where I used to meet my “friends” ‘Least, that’s what I used to say. I don’t guess nothing’s changed And I guess it will never be Anything that I thought it was Or be things I thought I’d see. Just biding my time left As it quickly is, the past Just knowing that tomorrow Will be the same as the last. But guess I lived longer Than I ever thought I would And learning I’d dreamt more Than I ever should or could.

 

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A Pillow and a Blanket ~ Story

A long time ago, a young, wealthy girl was getting ready for bed. She was saying her prayers when she heard a muffled crying coming through her window. A little frightened, she went over to the window and leaned out. Another girl, who seemed to be about her age and homeless was standing in the alley by the rich girl's house. Her heart went out to the homeless girl, for it was the dead of winter, and the girl had no blanket, only old newspapers someone had thrown out. The rich girl was suddenly struck with a brilliant idea. She called to the other girl and said, "You there, come to my front door, please." The homeless girl was so startled she could only manage to nod. As quick as her legs could take her, the young girl ran down the hall to her mothers closet, and picked out an old quilt and a beat up pillow. She had to walk slower down to the front door as to not trip over the quilt which was hanging down, but she made it eventually. Dropping both the articles, she opened the door. Standing there was the homeless girl, looking quite scared. The rich girl smiled warmly and handed both articles to the other girl. Her smile grew wider as she watched the true amazement and happiness alight upon the other girl's face. She went to bed incredibly satisfied. In mid-morning the next day a knock came to the door. The rich girl flew to the door hoping that it was the other little girl there. She opened the large door and looked outside. It was the other little girl. Her face looked happy, and she smiled. "I suppose you want these back." The rich little girl opened her mouth to say that she could keep them when another idea popped into her head. "No, I want them back." The homeless girl's face fell. This was obviously not the answer she had hoped for. She reluctantly laid down the beat up things, and turned to leave when the rich girl yelled, "Wait! Stay right there." She turned in time to see the rich girl running up the stairs and down a long corridor. Deciding whatever the rich little girl was doing wasn't worth waiting for she started to turn around and walk away. As her foot hit the first step, she felt someone tap her on the shoulder, turning she saw the rich little girl, thrusting a new blanket and pillow at her. "Have these." she said quietly. These were her own personal belonging made of silk and down feathers. As the two grew older they didn't see each other much, but they were never far from each other's minds. One day, the Rich girl, who was now a Rich woman got a telephone call from someone. A lawyer, saying that she was requested to see him. When she arrived at the office, he told her what had happened. Forty years ago, when she was nine years old, she had helped a little girl in need. That grew into a middle-class woman with a husband and two children. She had recently died and left something for her in her will. "Though," the lawyer said, "it's the most peculiar thing. She left you a pillow and a blanket."   Author Unknown

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All I Need To Know About Life, I Learned from A Cow

Wake up in a happy mooo-d.    Honor thy fodder and thy mother and all your udder relatives.    It's better to be seen and not herd.   Turn the udder cheek and mooo-ve on    Don't cry over spilled milk.   The grass is greener on the other side of the fence.    Never take any bull from anybody.    Seize every opportunity and milk it for all its worth!   Stepping in cowpies brings good luck.    When chewing your cud, remember: There's no fat, no calories, no cholesterol, and no taste!   Always let them know who's the bossy.   Black and white is always an appropriate fashion statement.   Don't forget to cow-nt your blessings every day.       [Archived]

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No More Wrinkles ~ Please!

A Prayer for You.... Now I lay me down to sleep. I pray the Lord my shape to keep. Please no wrinkles, please no bags And please lift my butt before it sags. Please no age spots, please no gray- And, as for my belly, please take it away. Please keep me healthy, please keep me young- And, thank you Dear Lord for all that you've done! THE TRUTH IN 13 WORDS... Inside every older person is a younger person wondering what in the world happened.

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