Ooooohhh... <br />64 Oh 64, <br />Your knock is loud... <br />On my front door. <br /> <br />I never thought you'd come so fast. <br />Soon 63 I will not be... <br />Again. <br />To trash like I did my 50's! <br /> <br />I want to boo hoo but to who? <br /> <br />Ooooohhh... <br />64 Oh 64, <br />Your knock is loud... <br />On my front door. <br /> <br />When 60 first appeared to me... <br />I felt more like I was 43. <br />But so quickly these years come and go... <br />When I am blessed to become 64, <br />I will then cover all my doors in leather. <br />Just for the pleasure and not because I am vain! <br /> <br />Ooooohhh... <br />64 Oh 64, <br />Your knock is loud... <br />On my front door. <br />However... <br />I will be taking care of that!<br /><br />Lawrence S. Pertillar<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/64-3/
