Regardless of the circumstances,
Regardless of the
changes,
Regardless of my health,
At age 59 I finally
realize
I have done nothing
with my life,
And, I have nothing
to show for the
Many accomplishments
I have
To someone else’s
credit.
All I have is the
many thoughts in my mind,
And it is difficult
to share even a smidgen,
For someone else
wants to talk of theirs,
Which is more
important to them,
So I can’t get a word
in edgewise.
My whole life has
taken a backseat
To the present.
Even at the point I
have finally improved
My communication
skills whereby,
I can be not only
understood,
But can remember So many things
Now that I am retired 16 years.
I have my mind back, I
cleared the cobwebs,
And now, I want to share with somebody,
Anybody.
I have been a
listener all my life.
Now I try to pick
friends who want to talk
And listen to me. I
dumped all of the others
Recently.
I have just been
speaking as of two years ago.
I so thoroughly enjoy
it
I continue all my
waking Hours
And I don’t need an
audience
I just tickle myself.
Either that or I write.
Some of which I put
on my blog.
When I talk about my
past to others,
If the don’t run away,
they are tickled.
I am serious but humorous.
I don’t want to lose
my listening audience.
They can’t imagine
the world I lived in
Not so long ago.
Hollywood could never
make a film for my life.
