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Wait ’Till The Sun Shines, Nellie
What A Friend We Have In Jesus
When It’s Springtime In The Rockies
When Johnny Comes Marching Home
When The Moon Comes Over The Mountain
- A Senior
Referred to oft and variously
As “pensioners” or “elderly”;
A sort of floating entity,
We’ve lost our real identity.
Observe conventional good graces
Never overstep the traces;
Ignore appreciative glances,
Bypass all romantic chances.
We are expected to be “good”
Behaving always as we “should”;
Our love must be perpetual
But never ever sexual!
Look past the greying hair that lies,
And note the twinkle in the eyes.
If we dared to let emotions flow
What of the joy we still might know?
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