Alive At Seventy-Five

by Joan

Today I became 

inadvertently cool

when my blue jeans

sprouted a tear at the knee,

but my granddaughters

were not impressed 

even when I said

I’d pair it with

my favorite “T”

of the Grateful Dead.

                                                              JDG

This entry was posted in poetry.

5 comments on “Alive At Seventy-Five”

  1. LuAnne Holder says:
    November 27, 2018 at 8:03 pm

    You go, girl!

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  2. allysoally says:
    November 22, 2018 at 4:01 pm

    So funny, I love this Joan!

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  3. Glenda Kotchish says:
    November 21, 2018 at 2:03 pm

    Blue jeans, period, is an accomplishment, but a fashionable tear, wow! Now you need a tattoo. Script is popular these days…so why not a tattoo in form of a poem. Leading edge.

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  4. eileenrallin4 says:
    November 21, 2018 at 4:37 am

    Love it! You go Gaba! Love, Mimi

    Liked by 1 person

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