Some Things I Know!

I know that even at age seventy-four it sucks to get fired.
It doesn't matter that  I hated the job and was no good.
It doesn't matter that the concept of telemarketing makes me tired.
What matters is that I wasn't able to end it like I should.

I know that even though every man gets it who lives long enough
that prostate cancer is nearly as bad as is its painful cure.
But he who gets it must take the pain and act like he's tough
so when treatment ends he can tell death he must demure.

I know that even with the ailments that come with age
life remains completely worth living. Each new day is a gift.
As a great grandfather around his family he can appear sage.
And looking back I know love has often healed a hardened rift.

I know that in knowing the healing love that proceeds God
I've been able to do more each day for myself and others, too.
If I run out (not likely) of things to do I'm directed by Ipod
or telephone and my needs are instantly filled out of the blue.

I know that when I can visit my children and their children
and their children's children that I've started something that'll  last.
I think that since my oldest sister, 87, thrives here 'stead of heaven
that the probability is that my progeny won't die out very fast!