The old man sitting next to me
Was searching for his ticket.
He said he’d looked in all the places
Where he would usually stick it.
I told him, “Tell me where you’re going
And I will gladly pay your fare.
He said, “That’s why I need my ticket,
It’s how I’ll know when I get there.”
Category: Growing Older
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Destination
July 29th, 2007 — Growing Older, Quickies
On Turning One Hundred
June 8th, 2007 — Growing Older, Quickies
When I was young my father said,
“Always respect your elders, Son.”
It’s difficult because of late,
I have a hard time finding one!
My Reflection
June 5th, 2007 — Growing Older
MY REFLECTION
I looked into a mirror
And I saw my mother there
All the wrinkles by my eyes
And the way I comb my hair.
I thought “Dear God it Heaven,
Have I really become her?
In the way I treat my kids,
And the lifestyle I prefer?”
I told my oldest sister,
“We share with one another.”
“Just be glad it’s Mom”, you see,
“I [...]
Grandpa’s Secret for Long Life
May 12th, 2007 — Growing Older, Quickies
“The secret of long life,” Gramps said,
“A pinch of gunpowder at every meal.
It will keep your body healthy
And aches and pains will quickly heal.”
It must have worked for Grandpa,
He lived to be a hundred and three.
He’s best remembered for the crater
Where the crematorium used to be.
Granny and Gramps are Retarded
March 7th, 2007 — Growing Older
My Granny and Gramps are retarded;
They live in a retarded park.
They ride everywhere in golf carts,
And play bingo at night after dark.
There’re lots of retardeds that live there,
In tin houses that sit on wheels.
They think being retarded is neat;
They play dominoes and croquet for thrills.
They have a big pool that they stand in.
They don’t swim; [...]
Wayne Edwards is a native Texan, graduate of Texas A&M University, and retired Air Force officer. He lives, with his wife Ruth, on a fish farm in Texas, in an underground house he built himself. Wayne can be reached via e-mail at 
