I really think......... if all along.......
All along the watchtower Victor?
Ahm no. I really think, if all along, one thought, would think like a geezer life truly would be, woulda been, much rosier. S'more...
You mean like... a fire pit... family gathered.. each with a stick, graham crackers, Hershey's Chocolate, and marshmallows?
Ahm, no. I mean, if we were a toddler, we'd have the foresight to think ahead, to like, HS graduation mebbe.. .mebbe.. our wedding... and, those beloved geezers from our toddler days might not be there. So.. as a toddler, we wouldn't throw tantrums... we wouldn't poop our skivvies until we got home and made mom and dad help. We woulda said that L word more, raised our arms up, looked 'em in the eyes and begged "Uppie" s'more, whilst they still could hoist us easily.
As kids... if we thought like a geezer all the way back then, we woulda realized, this is THE BEST apple, pecan, chocolate, banana pie ever.. THE BEST peanut butter cookies, homemade, handcranked vanilla ice cream EVER... and in hindsight, rather than remembering all those wonders (when it's too late), we woulda told them "THE BEST apple, pecan, chocolate, banana pie, peanut butter coodies, homemade handcranked vanilla ice cream EVER."
That age. That age where puberty done happened, hormones bouncing allover the place like the electromagnetic waves in the microwave'a bouncin' offa the walls... had we thunk like a geezer... we mighta had occasion to wade thru the waters a bit more trepidly... "careful.. that one's lookin' over your shoulder for greener grass".. "noticed how much he/she drank?"... "something, there's just something making me think, "NO", but, especially keen attention paid when you hear "Oh, I REALLY LIKE that one!"...
And then......... once we had our own.......had we thunk like geezers, one, we woulda been more appreciative of those times they spent with our own children... we'da take way more pictures of both of them, together.. and we woulda said, a thousand, four-hundred sixty-seven more times, "You'll never know how much I love you, appreciate you, as do our children, your grandchildren."
Then, that age, "take this job and shove it", golden watch, sheet cake, punch for all the coworkers, riding off into the sunset...we'd look into that rear view mirror, think "But, I still THINK young"
It was then, and only then... you had, have, an OMG moment. When I was a toddler, kid.. younger.. I'd thought of them like, ya know, older. Their brain couldn't think young.... but.... all along........
All Along The Watchtower Victor?
Ahm, no Jimi. But, first, are you experienced? Geezers are. Have been. Now that I kinda am one, now and only now do I realize one does think young, always! If only we'da known.
Geezers are like piggy banks. Every coin thru the slot (ie, life lesson, life hurt, life wonder, life loss, broken bone, cut, scar, surgery, the good, the bad, the been there)... they're akin to Hans, Franz, here to pump geezer up. Multiple rodeos. Examples of playing it forward. Geezer camcorder every moment in life as they know how each, ever damn one is special. Fleeting life is.
Piggy Banks can fall, break, chip. All the kings horses and men can glue, tape, paste 'em back again. No matter the condition of a geezer, or, a piggy bank. Life lends them fat and happy.
(A quick note to fellow geezers... whilst this don't apply to me.. ye of "what's a 401K?".. a buddy and his wife recently went to see their financial planner. First question he asked, "Do you fly first class?" Met with laughter... finally they answered, "No, why?".. "Well, your kids are going to." Take a hammer, break the damn piggy bank open whilst you're still thinking young!)
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