I cannot wait till winter’s done
These bones of mine are not much fun
They grind and groan and mostly ache
Sometimes I think they will just break !
When I was young and in my prime
I’d bend and stretch and dance and climb
But that was very long ago
Before my age began to show !
Take this advice from one so old
When youth has flown and love grown cold
Remember God is there for you
With warmth and love He’ll see you through !
Claire V. Bogdanos 