AN OCTOGENARIAN’S LAMENT

I look in the mirror and see a strange face.
Oh! Surely this image is in the wrong place.
There should be a picture, alive and aglow,
A young pretty girl with no signs of woe!

But alas! I see a woman, who’s old and worn,
With wrinkles and lines from the cares she has borne.

It’s hard to accept, that never again
Will I get the glances of much younger men!

I really feel like I’m out of the loop.
A computer keyboard to me
Looks like alphabet soup!
I’m even beginning to feel quite bitter
That I have no idea,
What it means to TWITTER !!!

And so like a poet,

I wandered lonely as a cloud, that floats on high,

O’er vale and hill when
All at once I saw a crowd
NOT of golden daffodils!
But my wonderful friends.
I really must tell all of you

That friends bring more joy than any daffodil!
 

Your love and compassion
Have helped me through the years
as you have patiently listened
to my woes and my fears
So thank you and bless you
For helping me celebrate my special day.
Your devotion means more to me, than I can say!

And in the memorable words of a well-known poet by the name of Jeff Fenech:
“I LOVES YOU’SE ALL!!