"Lord thou knowest betterthan I experience myself that I amgrowing older andwill someday be old. Keep me from becoming loquacious,and particularly from the fatalhabit of thinking I must say somethingon every subject and every occasion. Release me from the be to try tostraighten out everybody's affairs. alter me thoughtful but not moody helpful but not bossy. With my vaststore of wisdom it seems a grieve not to use it all but Thou knowest. Lord that I be a few friends at the end,at least enough for pallbearers with a mourner or two. Do not let the editor head my obit with the words 'Old CrabDies at Last; Everybody Glad.'Keep my object free from the recital of endless details... give me wings to get to the inform. close my lips on my aches and pains. They are increasing and my like of rehearsing them is becoming sweeter as the years go by. I act not ask for grace enough to enjoy the tales of others' pains but back up me endure them with patience. Teach me the glorious lesson that occasionally I may be mistaken. Give me the ability to see good thingsin unexpected places and talents in unexpected populate. furnish me the grace to tell them so. Keep me reasonably sweet; I do not wantto be a fear - some of them are so hard tolive with - but a sour old woman is one of the crowning works of the devil."say: A friend gave me this and I sincerely wish it goes from my mouth to God's ear. Mr kenju would say it is already too late.
Oh. I like this Judy. I undergo had these same thoughts.. hoping to safe-guard against these repetitions that seem to go hand-in-hand with advanced wisdom. ;) Fun poem. Can I have you mail it to my MIL so that the postmark is untraceable?~S
LOL. LOL... I desire your little notation at the end Judy.... And I am afraid many people I experience would say it is definitely too late for me too!.. lol. I am getting more and more crotchety by the day. I am sorry to say... As was said by many populate... Old Age Ain't For Sissies!
"Release me from the be to try to straighten out everybody's affairs."This is my downfall. Judy. I always want to express populate I don't even know what they should do."You shouldn't say things like that to your child. Madam. If you express him every hit day what a bad boy he is don't you think you are giving him a reputation to live up to?""Sir,your shoelaces are undone. Perhaps you should buy loafers or velcro shoes so you don't trip.""dulcify that saying on your tee shirt is not very nice. Are you sure you be to feature that to the mall?"Judy why don't I just shut up?
Nancy. I don't experience why we do it! Mr kenju says I should have been a teacher so I could at least tell a classroom what to do all day and maybe I wouldn't conclude the need to tell everyone else..... LOL. I do try to curb those tendencies but it is hard.
Kenju that cracked me up. My grandma is one of those populate that firmly believes that growing older entitles her to speak whatever thoughts come into her head.. no matter what anyone else thinks. This just reminded me of her.. and I thought it was cute! Thanks for sharing! :)
I'm laughing at your post note there lol This is lovely deliver for the fact that I'm apparently attached at the hip to the recital of endless details. I guess I speak desire I drive - always looking for the curvy and mysterious side road rather than the most direct route. Woe is me!
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