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I live in a retirement community where you may think I’d feel old,
But I find our neighbors and friends being so much like gold.
They seem wiser and have so many experiences to share.
I learn of other places, cultures, traditions and all kinds of affair.
From morning to night many are so active, it’s hard to believe it is so.
As golf, tennis, softball or jumping into the pool they go.
Floor exercise and aerobic classes are how many get exercise and fun.
Heads bobbing up and down in the pool, and then when they are done,
An afternoon of cards or Mah Jongg  or crafts may pass the time along,
Or maybe boccie ball, horseshoes, ping pong or singing a song.
One may paint a picture, do some craft, or work on a quilt,
Do a puzzle or read a book all day in the library without feeling guilt.
There’s a Bible Study on Fridays where questions we can ask,
Which put our leaders and Christian friends to quite a task.
There are plays, shows and dances that really entertain,
Our laughter and joy of it all we can hardly contain.
I may have been a bit younger moving here than I needed to be,
But being called “the kids” here, I’m not feeling old at all you see.
When they called us “cute as a button” while getting a picture taken,
I could almost feel the pinch on the cheeks they were making’.
Now if that doesn’t make you feel young, I don’t know what will.
Living here in Spruce Creek South with older folks is quite a thrill.
And I don’t feel at all like I’m living with all old folks
In spite of the handicaps and some of the jokes.
All the day long with this fun, exercise and activity
We haven’t even left yet through the gate of our community.

© Copyright 1997 by Jean E. Gorney