I sit here,
looking out my window,
with my mind,
wandering back,
about sixty years or so.
I was a healthy lad,
raised by a great,
wonderful mom and dad;
I would run,
a lot way back then,
I was tall but very thin.
A mile would not mean,
mean nothing then,
I ran it in about,
four minutes and seconds ten.

Author: wint68,70pluswint

I am married, have four lovely children and five grandchildren. I love gospel music and to write poetry as a hobby. I love animals such as dogs, and white tailed deer. I love good clean humor.

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