Ten Years

   Ten years, seem short 

Ten years hardly make a bean 

Ours comes with time retired 

Been retired now twenty-six 

Spouse's hair little whiter 

There's more and more on her blouse 

and less and less on her scalp 

Now I walk with a walker 

That walker, our waiter hides 

Hides from folk when we're eating 

Keeps walkers-by from tripping 

And all we're so happy now 

"Senior living," cooks for us 

Still have to make our own bed 

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Note: Asked by Sherry for a bit about our last ten years passing. Mrs Jim and I have moved, to a Senior Living facility since Mid-December.  We are in our 80's and 90s, we've kept our car, in it's late 30's and I still drive. We like our apartment here. 

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I am linked with and written in response of Sherry Blue Sky"s prompt

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