What happened? When did I grow old?
My back it aches, my feet are cold
My money, hard-earned, I must say
Becomes my doctorâs monthly pay
Donât get me started on the news
Or that I need new winter shoes
My coffeeâs cold, my dog it sheds
Awake all night Iâm in my bed
I saw on Facebook Susie flew
With her new hubs to Tutoloo
Good for them. It must be nice
To get away from snow and ice.
I tire so of those who whine
Who cry to me while they are fine
Complaining, on and on they go
They make Humdudgeons, they should know!
Humdudgeon: a loud complaint or noise without sufficient reason
Do all things without grumbling or disputing, that you may be blameless and innocent, children of God without blemish in the midst of a crooked and twisted generation, among whom you shine as lights in the world.
Philippians 2:14-15
Author’s note: This is a work of fiction. Any names or characters, businesses or places, events or incidents, are fictitious. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. ð
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