Tish
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Happy Birthday Meanderer
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hearlady
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Shalimar
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Happy Birthday Meanderer! 
Devi
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Happy Birthday, @Meanderer — have a great one!
Gaer
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Oh! it's your Birthday?
Wow!
Happy Birthday!
Wow!
Happy Birthday!
LadyEmeraude
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Happy Birthday to you Meanderer, enjoy your special day 
Lewkat
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Mizmo
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Enjoy Your Day
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Pecos
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Happy Birthday Meanderer.
I hope you had a grand day.
I hope you had a grand day.
Hope you are still enjoying your special day @Meanderer
katlupe
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Meanderer
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Thank you everyone for your kind birthday wishes. I will be turning 80, tomorrow....it will be a low key kind of birthday. Here are a few words I wrote on aging....my gift to YOU!
THE TURNING OF A PAGE by Jim©
What in the world is age? It’s like the turning of a page.
Day after day, years send age our way. Our yearly odometer numbers cannot lie.
In the words of a Godless sage, life without God is all the rage.
What is life? According to the bard, a stage. Sometime Just around the bend, life will end.
Life without God is only a cage, but beyond the gates, Life awaits!
What in the world is time? It’s like the rolling of a wave.
Wave after wave, time comes our way causing the commotion of aging.
Time washes over us, leaving erosion and jetsam of emotion.
The time will come, when time will go away. It will eternally be no more, and forgotten.
Standing still with God, timeless, on a wave-less shore, with fruits that never rotten.
The Reach of Speech By Jim©
…we note the first word….and the last…aghast. A thousand yaps are worth one pic…we love to squawk. At first we imitate adult’s …baby talk….later please them with a word…of our own.
Never taught to listen…ever. For now, our words do not…fall on deaf ears…this will go on for years. Until one day we speak alone…in company with other’s words…mixing as one…noise. Boys will be noise.
…at last we find a can of ‘word polish’….and apply with a tongue…liberally. Vocally…we are “there”. Soon, we are skilled at speech…eager to talk…to teach …the world’s masses…gathered in classes.
Until comes old age…the last stage of …speech…. no longer within reach. One day…what we have to say becomes….irrelevant to the world’s ear. Sad, but true…they do not want to hear me squawk…baby talk.
THE TURNING OF A PAGE by Jim©
What in the world is age? It’s like the turning of a page.
Day after day, years send age our way. Our yearly odometer numbers cannot lie.
In the words of a Godless sage, life without God is all the rage.
What is life? According to the bard, a stage. Sometime Just around the bend, life will end.
Life without God is only a cage, but beyond the gates, Life awaits!
What in the world is time? It’s like the rolling of a wave.
Wave after wave, time comes our way causing the commotion of aging.
Time washes over us, leaving erosion and jetsam of emotion.
The time will come, when time will go away. It will eternally be no more, and forgotten.
Standing still with God, timeless, on a wave-less shore, with fruits that never rotten.
The Reach of Speech By Jim©
…we note the first word….and the last…aghast. A thousand yaps are worth one pic…we love to squawk. At first we imitate adult’s …baby talk….later please them with a word…of our own.
Never taught to listen…ever. For now, our words do not…fall on deaf ears…this will go on for years. Until one day we speak alone…in company with other’s words…mixing as one…noise. Boys will be noise.
…at last we find a can of ‘word polish’….and apply with a tongue…liberally. Vocally…we are “there”. Soon, we are skilled at speech…eager to talk…to teach …the world’s masses…gathered in classes.
Until comes old age…the last stage of …speech…. no longer within reach. One day…what we have to say becomes….irrelevant to the world’s ear. Sad, but true…they do not want to hear me squawk…baby talk.
oldpop
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CinnamonSugar
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Alligatorob
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Ditto!
dobielvr
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Happy 80th Birthday Meanderer 
