I enjoyed all your poetry, even though the comedy turned a bit sad. I have always struggled with the senselessness of growing old and having our bodies, and often our minds, revert back to infancy. Everyone loves a baby, but can the same be said for the elderly? People just tolerate our elders, at least here in America. It's great to be living longer, but is there really a point if you cannot maintain the respect you are entitled to or the ability to physically and/or mentally enjoy it?

Sorry if I got morbid; perhaps I should have waited another day to write my thoughts.