Someone said you have not
lost your sense of humor
only with age not lost just forgotten
No actually with old timers
You forget what happened
Only moments ago
You laugh at pain
On the way to the Hospital
Tomorrow brings on new adventures
Those of us who survive yesterday
And refuse to use those little walkers
It is not humor that is lost
It is the whole darn day
and with each morning sunrise
You get to meet some brand new people
And survive as the fog is slowly lifted