Four birds of a feather
Delicately dance together
Now my morning routine
To recall all those moves
And still keep up the groove
Gets harder with each passing year
But try I must and not hesitate
In order to keep myself in shape.
24 Poems ~ 24 Hours
Four birds of a feather
Delicately dance together
Now my morning routine
To recall all those moves
And still keep up the groove
Gets harder with each passing year
But try I must and not hesitate
In order to keep myself in shape.
Wish I had half the energy I used to. I like this one.
Thank you. I take your point on wishful thinking too.