Not For Losers
I've joined the quite exclusive club,
"The Over Ninety Bunch"
If duty calls, we answer with,
"Denied, we're out for lunch."
We've worked hard and we've paid our dues,
In summer, spring and fall,
And since we live on borrowed time,
It is precious after all.
The winter of our lives is ours
To do with as we please.
We've taught you well, now do your job,
So we can take our ease.
If you should see some older gals
With glasses of wine or punch,
Who look like they are having fun,
We're the "Over Ninety Bunch."
I've joined the quite exclusive club,
"The Over Ninety Bunch"
If duty calls, we answer with,
"Denied, we're out for lunch."
We've worked hard and we've paid our dues,
In summer, spring and fall,
And since we live on borrowed time,
It is precious after all.
The winter of our lives is ours
To do with as we please.
We've taught you well, now do your job,
So we can take our ease.
If you should see some older gals
With glasses of wine or punch,
Who look like they are having fun,
We're the "Over Ninety Bunch."
Joyce I. Johnson lives in the beautiful Skagit Valley of Washington State. She
owns a small farm and rents her land to a bulb grower. She is surrounded by
beauty in the spring from the tulips and daffodils that inspire much of her
poetry. Joyce celebrated her 96th birthday in July of 2014.
Congratulations to you Joyce and all the other girls in their 90s!! I admire your happy attitude and positive outlook on life. I shall drink a glass of red wine to you:) Cheers ~ Take care // paul
ReplyDeleteHello Joyce. Wonder poem that is full of life and energy, just like you. I enjoyed this delightful reminder of how much of a treasure life is. Thank you for sharing it and continued blessings!
ReplyDelete-MJ (www.tgbtgpublictions.com)
Thanks for sharing your lovely poem. Best to you.
ReplyDeleteA lovely approach, one that we could all adopt - in time! Keep smiling and what the heck! Have another glass of 'Oh be joyful' so that we can toast you!
ReplyDeleteWhat a delightful poem. Thank you.
ReplyDeleteI am cruising along behind you Joyce, I will be 83 in July. What a gifted writer you are and your eternal optimism is very refreshing. Robert
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