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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posted by Jim @ 3/11/2026 04:14:00 PM
5 comments
5 Comments:
I enjoyed reading this, Jim, and am so pleased that you and Mrs Jim are happy living where you do. We seniors do need life to be easier at this time of life.
10 years is short when we think of both the big and the small changes. I, too, have a walker and someone else is cooking my meals (and washing the dishes! but not making the bed). All in the last 4 years. You capture this well.
The latter years of a full life should be comfortable, healthful and serene, Jim. It seems you've been lucky in that respect. Good to hear!
Yes, sometimes ten years can make a lot of changes. Some aspects of senior living sounds good -- especially the fact that it cooks for you!
"and less and less on her scalp"...Ha, I can relate to that. Smiles.
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