2017

What’s another year when you’ve reached a certain age,

When you’re not physically and mentally able to perform

As your now evaporated youth once propelled you? Should

You live long enough to realize what has happened to you

Over time, you will certainly understand what I mean.

Sure, faulty and unwilling hips can be replaced, but then

What to do with the buckling knees? And then there’s the

Bladder thing and...well, no need to go into the litany of

Infirming maladies. Suffice it to say, my mountaineering

And marathon days are over. And what are my plans for

The new year? Frankly, I must see where my state of mel-

Ancholia happens to lead. More mindless Facebook and

Rerun-TV is more than likely. All-in-all, 2017 looks to be

Promising for the independantly wealthy, the socially and

Politically motivated who happen to be more vigorously

Energized than I happen to be. But thanks for asking,

Appreciate your taking time to drop by. Maybe next time

(if there should be a next time) we can discuss my involment

With the past century which in the fondest of memories holds

A lot more interest for me. Recall the first moon landing?

Perhaps you read about it in history. Now that was really

Something! “One small step for man...” And at the time,

They too were incumbered by far less gravity. Remember?
And of course there was The Second World War, without

Which, in all likelihood, I would have never been born.

Chris Hanch 1-1-17