I saw something on my site which
Really gave me pause.
I saw that in one minute
Three poems got applause!

Now, I could understand
It they were 10W shorts
But one was very long and deep...
... I'm really out of sorts!

I read every WORD of yours!
Long, short, push or shove,
If you are going to place a heart
Do so out of LOVE!

just wondering when we reach that age
a permanent member, sixtyzen
forgetting where we placed that toothbrush
and wearing that thick eyeglasses

blood and sugar pressure coming up
visits to a dentist is a must
keeping fit..nah..should be
exercise to a T..whooo...

but don't worry, life is a journey
leave it to the ONE above
sixtyzen is a prize, a treasured catch
others will follow our path, don't give up..

Cherries of the night are riper
Than the cherries pluckt at noon
Gather to your fairy piper
When he pipes his magic tune:
        Merry, merry,
        Take a cherry;
        Mine are sounder,
        Mine are rounder,
        Mine are sweeter
        For the eater
        Under the moon.
And you’ll be fairies soon.

In the cherry pluckt at night,
With the dew of summer swelling,
There’s a juice of pure delight,
Cool, dark, sweet, divinely smelling.
        Merry, merry,
        Take a cherry;
        Mine are sounder,
        Mine are rounder,
        Mine are sweeter
        For the eater
        In the moonlight.
And you’ll be fairies quite.

When I sound the fairy call,
Gather here in silent meeting,
Chin to knee on the orchard wall,
Cooled with dew and cherries eating.
        Merry, merry,
        Take a cherry;
        Mine are sounder,
        Mine are rounder,
        Mine are sweeter.
        For the eater
        When the dews fall.
And you’ll be fairies all.