No matter what our age may be at the present time, we have all traveled through various stages of our lives, with hopefully many more years of adventures to look forward to. As we have somehow managed to survive and graduate from infancy, the shy dimples and freckles stage, the torrid teens, puberty, adults and seniors; isn’t it great to look back and recall all those wild and wonderful experiences in between?
Of course none of us have been perfect or unblemished on the way to where we are now, but without the many glitches and ups and down of life, there wouldn’t be those every day challenges of striving to make it work out for the best. Although fashion and fling styles have changed quite drastically since my younger years, they now claim that long hair and sideburns, bell-bottoms, pony tails, mini-skirts, bushy eye-brows and some of those other age old traditions are making their way back? Does it really matter how we look and how we dress, as long as we feel good about ourselves, and our antics are okay with those who love and try to understand us?
No matter what phase of our precious lives we have managed to reach, some life style steps and goals will always be tougher than others, but they can all be reachable and exciting if we ask for some help if we need it, then share the success with others when it all comes together! The question that we must ask ourselves, is what direction is our train of life going? Good luck to all of you on your exciting journey, look back only at the fondest memories, and please try to stay on the right track along the way, no matter what! This special little poem is dedicated to everyone.
Train of Life
Some folks ride the rain of life looking out the rear,
Watching miles of life roll by, and marking every year.
They sit in sad remembrance, of wasted days gone by,
And curse their life for what it was, and hang their head and cry.
But I don’t concern myself with that. I took a different vent,
I look forward to what life holds, and not what has been spent.
So strap me to the engine, as securely as I can be,
I want to be out on the front, to see what I can see.
I want to feel the winds of change, blowing in my face,
I want to see what life unfolds, as I move from place to place.
I want to see what’s coming up, not looking at the past,
Life’s too short for yesterdays, it moves along to fast.
So if the ride gets bumpy, while you are looking back,
Go up front, and you may find, your life has jumped the track.
It’s all right to remember, what’s part of history,
But up front’s where it’s happening, there’s so much mystery.
The enjoyment of living, is not where we have been,
It’s looking ever forward, to another year and ten.
It’s searching all the byways, never should you refrain,
For if you want to live your life, you gotta drive the train!
Just for laughs
*A clergyman walking down a country lane sees a young farmer struggling to load hay back onto a cart after it had fallen off.
“You look hot, my son,” said the cleric. “Why don’t you rest for a moment, and I’ll give you a hand.”
“No thanks,” replied the young man. “My father wouldn’t like it.”
“Don’t be silly,” the minister answered. “Everyone is entitled to a break, come and have a drink of cold water.”
Again the young man protested that his father would be very upset. Losing his patience, the clergyman insisted, “Your father must be a real slave driver. Tell me where I can find him and I’ll sure give him a piece of my mind!”
“Well,” replied the frustrated young farmer, “he’s under the load of hay!” (Dedicated especially to those who are out working many long hours during the harvest, and that it will be a most bountiful one!).
It eventually happens to all of us
An old man and his wife were sitting on the front porch when she leaned over and said to him, “Pa, why don’t you go down to the restaurant and get us some of that yummy ice cream? I’d like vanilla with chocolate syrup, but I had better write it down so you don’t forget.”
Don’t worry, I won’t forget,” replied Pa as he slowly left for the store. A little while later, Pa came back with two hamburgers. “I knew you’d forget,” Ma said with a chuckle. “I told you I wanted mine with mustard.
Remember that you only really need two tools in life, WD-40 and Duct Tape. The magic formula down through the ages…. if it doesn’t move and should use WD-40; if it shouldn’t move and does, use duct tape! Watch out for Jack Frost, and have a great week, all of you.