PHOTO PROMPT © Ted Strutz
Ah, the fervor of youth, when we could accomplish anything. Too many of the inexorable calendar leaves have rudely smacked me. Now, as I approach the ¾ of a century mark, the saying, ‘I’m not as good as I once was, but I’m as good once, as I ever was’ is no longer a joke.
The mind is willing, but the body is weak – and stiff – and sore. I would still like to be able to do more. It feels like my mighty engine has been removed. I’m running on empty.
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Click on the title to hear Jackson Browne sing my elegy, and go to Rochelle’s Addicted to Purple site and use her Wednesday photo as a prompt to write a complete 100 word story.
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