The Life of A Geezerete
It seems somehow I have become old
At least this is what I'm being told
My great grandkids laugh
And think it's time for my epitaph
They really are not in the know
Yes, I've gotten very slow
and my back goes out pulling weeds
I can still meet my old geezer's needs
It is true I'm married to an old geezer
So, I guess that makes me a geezerete
Hey, don't fret
I have no regret
The life of a geezerete is fine and dandy
I'm still pretty handy
Drinking coffee for hours
Taking long showers
Is the start of my day
Sure I don't get much pay
No boss to tell me what to do
Lots of hobbies to pursue
Gardening, shopping, watching TV
Many things in the world to see
This life is full of fun
Guess I'll keep it...til my time is done.
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| Writing Prompt |
Create a poem of any length and style, entitled "The Life of a.......". You fill in the blank with any subject. Of course you may use "The Life of an.....", according to your needs. You may use more than one word to fill the blank. Write about an interest , or concern... |
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