Age is Like Wine
Age is like wine, it gets better with
time.
But why do my legs hurt
more?
Why is it harder to read the nice print
in my paper?
Why do I throw only four holes, but feel
like I golfed all
day?
Oh, I know! Age is like wine,
only mine gets tired with
time!
I see myself in bed by nine. I
wonder if it's the
wine?
Look, a young athlete guy with sandy
brown hair just went
by,
He has long, strong, muscled legs, with
a broad chest and strong
arms,
He walks like a feline, and golfs like a
pro,
I wonder who he
is.
Oh, that's me, and I am only
twenty-nine
today!
Age is like wine, it gets better with
time.
So I am better looking, because I am
only
eighty-six,
Going on twenty
nine.
Stecy Ola, Wellness
Coordinator
Dedicated to Alan Gates on his 86
birthday.
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permission
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