1. Cats.
2. Children.
3. Adults.
===================
Even as we grow old-
The curiosity still tends to unfold.
Three That Can Be Curious (2009)
05 Apr 2022 Leave a comment
in Three by M.E./Rhymes of the Times 2009 Tags: "Three by M.E./Rhymes of the Times", Adults, Age, Cats, Children, Curiosity, Curious, History, Poetry, Rhyme
Three That Can Be Curious (2009)
06 Mar 2022 1 Comment
in Three by M.E./Rhymes of the Times 2009 Tags: "Three by M.E./Rhymes of the Times", Adults, Age, Cats, Children, Curiosity, Curious, History, Poetry, Rhyme
1. Cats.
2. Children.
3. Adults.
===================
Even as we grow old-
The curiosity still tends to unfold.
Modern Mother Goose-On The Loose # 896 (The Realized Golden Years)
04 Feb 2022 1 Comment
in Modern Mother Goose-On The Loose Tags: "Three by M.E./Rhymes of the Times", Age, Botox, Give, Imagination, Mary Elizabeth Rumsey, MEinRhyme, MMGOTL, Modern Mother Goose-On the Loose, Never get old, Old, Old folks, Senior citizen, Settle, Wrinkles, Young, Youth
When I was young, I figured that I’d never get old-
The thought was just in passing, for it would never unfold.
.
The younger years appeared to last forever-
I would never get involved in that senior citizen endeavor.
.
Old people, were just old and out of touch-
From me, the young one, they could learn so much.
.
For I was in the prime of my life-
No wrinkles, no worries, and surely no strife.
.
And, then without warning, the wrinkles began to appear-
Sure, I could botox them, and make them disappear.
.
But, I couldn’t stop the years that were beginning to fly by-
Believe me, I gave it my very best try.
.
The idea of becoming older finally began to sink in-
Of course, I still tried to shuck it off, now and then.
.
But, there came a time, when it began to become okay-
I was settled with the idea, and went about my way.
.
Not so bad, to continue to live-
As a matter of fact, the old folks have so much to give.
.
When I was young, I figured that I’d never get old-
The thought was just in passing, for it would never unfold.
Three To Write Poetry (2015)
24 Jan 2022 Leave a comment
in Three by M.E./Rhymes of the Times 2016 Tags: "Three by M.E./Rhymes of the Times", Age, Andertoons, Grandma, Interest, Mary Elizabeth Rumsey, MEinRhyme, Modern Mother Goose-On the Loose, Orange, Page, Poetry, Poets, Reading, Rhyme, Scholar, Whatever, Write, Writing, You
1. You
2. Scholar.
3. Grandma.
=======================
Another page-
No matter what your age.
Three To Write Poetry (2015)
08 Jan 2022 1 Comment
in Three by M.E./Rhymes of the Times 2016 Tags: "Three by M.E./Rhymes of the Times", Age, Andertoons, Grandma, Interest, Mary Elizabeth Rumsey, MEinRhyme, Modern Mother Goose-On the Loose, Orange, Page, Poetry, Poets, Reading, Rhyme, Scholar, Whatever, Write, Writing, You
1. You
2. Scholar.
3. Grandma.
=======================
Another page-
No matter what your age.
Modern Mother Goose-On The Loose # 896 (The Realized Golden Years)
19 Nov 2021 1 Comment
in Modern Mother Goose-On The Loose Tags: "Three by M.E./Rhymes of the Times", Age, Botox, Give, Imagination, Mary Elizabeth Rumsey, MEinRhyme, MMGOTL, Modern Mother Goose-On the Loose, Never get old, Old, Old folks, Senior citizen, Settle, Wrinkles, Young, Youth
When I was young, I figured that I’d never get old-
The thought was just in passing, for it would never unfold.
.
The younger years appeared to last forever-
I would never get involved in that senior citizen endeavor.
.
Old people, were just old and out of touch-
From me, the young one, they could learn so much.
.
For I was in the prime of my life-
No wrinkles, no worries, and surely no strife.
.
And, then without warning, the wrinkles began to appear-
Sure, I could botox them, and make them disappear.
.
But, I couldn’t stop the years that were beginning to fly by-
Believe me, I gave it my very best try.
.
The idea of becoming older finally began to sink in-
Of course, I still tried to shuck it off, now and then.
.
But, there came a time, when it began to become okay-
I was settled with the idea, and went about my way.
.
Not so bad, to continue to live-
As a matter of fact, the old folks have so much to give.
.
When I was young, I figured that I’d never get old-
The thought was just in passing, for it would never unfold.
Modern Mother Goose-On The Loose # 896 (The Realized Golden Years)
16 Nov 2021 1 Comment
in Modern Mother Goose-On The Loose Tags: "Three by M.E./Rhymes of the Times", Age, Botox, Give, Imagination, Mary Elizabeth Rumsey, MEinRhyme, MMGOTL, Modern Mother Goose-On the Loose, Never get old, Old, Old folks, Senior citizen, Settle, Wrinkles, Young, Youth
When I was young, I figured that I’d never get old-
The thought was just in passing, for it would never unfold.
.
The younger years appeared to last forever-
I would never get involved in that senior citizen endeavor.
.
Old people, were just old and out of touch-
From me, the young one, they could learn so much.
.
For I was in the prime of my life-
No wrinkles, no worries, and surely no strife.
.
And, then without warning, the wrinkles began to appear-
Sure, I could botox them, and make them disappear.
.
But, I couldn’t stop the years that were beginning to fly by-
Believe me, I gave it my very best try.
.
The idea of becoming older finally began to sink in-
Of course, I still tried to shuck it off, now and then.
.
But, there came a time, when it began to become okay-
I was settled with the idea, and went about my way.
.
Not so bad, to continue to live-
As a matter of fact, the old folks have so much to give.
.
When I was young, I figured that I’d never get old-
The thought was just in passing, for it would never unfold.
Modern Mother Goose-On The Loose # 896 (The Realized Golden Years)
15 Nov 2021 Leave a comment
in Modern Mother Goose-On The Loose Tags: "Three by M.E./Rhymes of the Times", Age, Botox, Give, Imagination, Mary Elizabeth Rumsey, MEinRhyme, MMGOTL, Modern Mother Goose-On the Loose, Never get old, Old, Old folks, Senior citizen, Settle, Wrinkles, Young, Youth
When I was young, I figured that I’d never get old-
The thought was just in passing, for it would never unfold.
.
The younger years appeared to last forever-
I would never get involved in that senior citizen endeavor.
.
Old people, were just old and out of touch-
From me, the young one, they could learn so much.
.
For I was in the prime of my life-
No wrinkles, no worries, and surely no strife.
.
And, then without warning, the wrinkles began to appear-
Sure, I could botox them, and make them disappear.
.
But, I couldn’t stop the years that were beginning to fly by-
Believe me, I gave it my very best try.
.
The idea of becoming older finally began to sink in-
Of course, I still tried to shuck it off, now and then.
.
But, there came a time, when it began to become okay-
I was settled with the idea, and went about my way.
.
Not so bad, to continue to live-
As a matter of fact, the old folks have so much to give.
.
When I was young, I figured that I’d never get old-
The thought was just in passing, for it would never unfold.
Modern Mother Goose-On The Loose # 896 (The Realized Golden Years)
14 Nov 2021 1 Comment
in Modern Mother Goose-On The Loose Tags: "Three by M.E./Rhymes of the Times", Age, Botox, Give, Imagination, Mary Elizabeth Rumsey, MEinRhyme, MMGOTL, Modern Mother Goose-On the Loose, Never get old, Old, Old folks, Senior citizen, Settle, Wrinkles, Young, Youth
When I was young, I figured that I’d never get old-
The thought was just in passing, for it would never unfold.
.
The younger years appeared to last forever-
I would never get involved in that senior citizen endeavor.
.
Old people, were just old and out of touch-
From me, the young one, they could learn so much.
.
For I was in the prime of my life-
No wrinkles, no worries, and surely no strife.
.
And, then without warning, the wrinkles began to appear-
Sure, I could botox them, and make them disappear.
.
But, I couldn’t stop the years that were beginning to fly by-
Believe me, I gave it my very best try.
.
The idea of becoming older finally began to sink in-
Of course, I still tried to shuck it off, now and then.
.
But, there came a time, when it began to become okay-
I was settled with the idea, and went about my way.
.
Not so bad, to continue to live-
As a matter of fact, the old folks have so much to give.
.
When I was young, I figured that I’d never get old-
The thought was just in passing, for it would never unfold.
Three by M.E./Rhymes of the Times 