I don’t need to live longer
I am good with the money
My car runs well enough
Old friends reminisce
Relatives come with food
Spouse worries about loose screws.
Children yammer ’bout nothing
Grandchildren too
Great-grandchildren just say ‘boo’.
They’re bland, they’re boring
They think I’m an old man
Don’t they see the truth?
Limit my time
Limit my space
I will still be me
Alive and kicking
Young at heart
Sky-diving for all to see.
- Daisy
