young chicklets – foto by smith “Most people would sooner die than think, in fact they do so.” – Bertrand Russell In three weeks I turn 63. Here’s a poem I wrote when I turned 50 that’s still true. Pilgrim’s Progress The shy knees say upon turning 50 The dark destiny dread Old fuses fixed with shiny premise My fallen rose rising The first stanza comes from the Chinese (shy knees) saying that before 50 you wear the face you were born with but after 50 you wear the face you’ve earned. I’m proud of my post-50 face. young roof dog – foto by smith |
Boxers always look tougher than they are. They can’t help their theeth showing. They’d rather lick your hand than bite it. Peace dogs.
it’s good to see such a healthy looking dog on a roof in mexico!
Hum…I hear an Obama poem being created