WHEN WE'RE EIGHTY FOUR / HOBBLE ON (c) Copyright 2009 by Earl F. Hubbard Jr.
(from LIFE'S BEEN GOOD TO ME coming SOON!)
I hobble
d
o
w
n
me stairs,
I hobble
d
o
w
n
the hall,
I hobble out me door,
and Honey that's not all -
I hobble
d
o
w
n
to you,
as you hobble UP to me,
as fragrant as a flower,
teasing a blue bee.
We hold each other tight,
r
o
l
l
i
n
g
like a ball,
for this windy night,
made two hobblers
f
a
l
l
!
R
o
l
l
i
n
g
d
o
w
n
a hill,
into the
d
e
e
p
,
blue sea,
we will hobble on,
when we're eighty three -
and when we're eighty four,
we'll hobble from our beds,
s
l
i
d
e
into our chairs,
with a basket full of meds -
and dream of carefree days,
that flew away too fast,
as contented as can be,
in our days of future past.
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I hope I can hobble around at 84 without the meds ... I eat my greens :-) It must be good to reach a ripe old age and be contented with life rather than full of regrets for things not said and done. Perhaps we'd better get on and enjoy what we do today and not waste time dwelling in the past or future too much!
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this is like Jack and Jill becoming sweethearts
I like it...it's very sweet
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Aww brilliant hun
Those times those memories those ouchie feelings came
Love it
best wishes to you always and smile
Julie
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"in our days of future past."
Trippy, groovy, way out there man! What a truly beautiful vision! Mmmhmmmm.
ya All~Ways,
~ Jan ~
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When I'm 84 you'll be 99 He! He!
Aw bless you for this sweetheart LMAO! If i'm aching like this at you know what age, give me, me bed, me chair, me meds and sweet dreams now lol!
What a pair we make
Welcome to hobblers united 
Hold on tight baby i'm ready for another roll it beats hobbling.
A perfect ending to me day. SWEET DREAMS, BABY!
You've made me already aching sides ache even more with laughter.
I totally love the ending magical babe.
Love you sweet, Chelle xxx
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