41. Old Folks Laugh
Famous Poem
They have spent their
content of simpering,
holding their lips this
and that way, winding
Famous Poem
They have spent their
content of simpering,
holding their lips this
and that way, winding

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When sleepless I lie,
As the hours slip by,
I go walking the paths back home.
I hear the meadowlark's song
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We gather here once more
To remember a younger day,
When life was mostly before us
And the future a game to play.
Daddy I remember, before you fell ill,
the spark in your eyes, the laughter, the thrill.
Daddy, I long for that day, when that spark comes back.
I'm getting older, nature deems.
I'm coming apart at the seams.
The things that never hurt before
Now multiply, make more and more.
They said I was an "old fart"
But I hardly think that's true
My boobs were done in '75
But my teeth and knees are new.
He danced as a buck,
sang as an elder and
beat a drum as long as he was able.
Famous Poem
I sit beside the fire and think
of all that I have seen
of meadow-flowers and butterflies
in summers that have been;
Famous Poem
Unwillingly Miranda wakes,
Feels the sun with terror,
One unwilling step she takes,
Shuddering to the mirror.
