When Funny Turns To Sad
At first it comes out funny, then funny turns to sad;
Those little mental lapses, viewed normal – no one’s mad
At us for making goof-ups, for size and weight of each
Are small enough to slip through percent allowed to reach.For life is not one hundred, when hundred is the rule;
It’s more like eighty-twenty, and when it’s there it’s cool;
But when it drops to sixty, or (gasp) below the half,
We’d better have a reason, for folks no longer laugh.They say the first to slip is “initiative” – it goes;
We want to do a project – soon everybody knows
It’s just not going to happen, no way, we’re out of here –
We pull back as solution, replacing it with fear.For social is our homeland, our normal in the mix,
Where banter and the laughter our goof-ups help to fix;
But when the normal changes and goof-ups happen more,
The social-suasion process attacks what was before –A source of affirmation (we laugh with those we love);
But “with” to “at” now changes, attacks come from above;
For bottom line is climbing the hill of our success,
And standing on each other we do to look our best.The causes of dementia are several – partly known;
It’s hard to take the future and see our options blown;
At first in our transition we get to think it through,
But when it’s seen in public, is when the group will do –It’s thing to us, though maybe a while they will be nice;
They offer some assistance, kind words of sage advice;
And but nothing stops that freight train were looking in the face,
So in the end we’re walloped, and taken from our place.Lord help me in this journey, with Reagan’s long goodbye;
We have to face the future with dignity, or die
Before our life-time’s over, please help my eyes to see
The blessings You have for us in what is yet to be.Thanks Lord for this.
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