Open the windows
Shut the door
What a strange age
Is sixty four

No prescribed routine
Not a single must do
No awful heart break
Nothing much ado

I have a good book
Emil Catt’s in his bed
Soup’s on the stove
Said all needing said

Sometimes I wonder
What’s coming my way
But just now I’m fine…
It’s a great old birthday!

rJo Herman   1/25/16

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