I’m going on old
with the sea at my feet
and the mountains at my back
there have been years
of nail-biting
and moments of smiles
and now my car and I
are rusted and dented
and the miles are running high
and I guess we’re getting kind of slow
(This was written in 1975 – I wonder what I was thinking about)
StoryGirl 
Your comment at the end is hilarious. And a fine example of that old chestnut ”it’s all relative”.
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I love this!!! I miss you
Lee Ann
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Hi Lee Ann – Wow. How did you find me? It’s good to hear from you!
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