As I jumped out of bed this morning, full of vim and vigor (I wish!) I thought of this song by Pete Seeger (don't know why I suddenly thought of this, but it did make me smile!)

My Get Up And Go Has Got Up And Went



How do I know my youth is all spent?
My get up and go has got up and went
In spite of it all, I'm able to grin
When I think of the places my get up has been

Old age is golden, I think I've heard said
But sometimes I wonder as I crawl into bed
My ears in a drawer, my teeth in a cup
My eyes on the table until I wake up

As sleep dims my vision, I say to myself
Is there anything else I should lay on the shelf?
But nations are warring and business is vexed
So I'll stick around to see what happens next

When I was younger, my slippers were red
I could kick up my heels right over my head
When I was older my slippers were blue
But still I could dance the whole night thru

Now I am old, my slippers are black
I huff to the store and I puff my way back
But never you laugh, I don't mind at all
I'd rather be huffing than not puff at all

I get up each morning and dust off my wits
Open the paper and read the obits
If I'm not there, I know I'm not dead
So I eat a good breakfast and go back to bed

This is just too funny and probably too true as well. Going now to eat that big breakfast. Whew, good to go another day!

Excellent!!

Like it..made me laugh

What a great way to start the day...with a laugh! You KNOW I love it.