Frank E Gibbard Posted October 26, 2011 Share Posted October 26, 2011 In an easy chair of the lounge of “Abide Ye Well” A final home of residence for its elderly clientele, An old yet youthful fellow was taking forty winks, A smile betraying those inner thoughts he thinks; As dreams will take you to a place you’d rather be, A widower is transported to the age of he and she. She, a palais dancer, a Ginger Rogers to his Fred, He, a deft romancer once swept his wife off to bed. Now among old codgers back then he cut a dash, An Astaire lift (not stair lift) today seems rather rash. Maybe in back seats of the Odeon or in his old Ford Him and her, the couple, were never strictly bored. Perhaps as Bill snoozes he and Jill are up Box Hill, Them and all those kiddies as it was before the pill. A past so viewed’s a better life he’d say to you for sure, For all today’s thingamabobs to age there’s still no cure. (Footnote:Box Hill is a tourist spot the summit of the North Downs Surrey) Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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