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Posted by MFish

When I was young, back in the day,
we lived in Seattle, out Riverton Heights way.
My Dad owned a business, after the war,
that was WW II, if you remember that far.
During the Spring, it was more merry;
I followed the creek to the Golden Arrow Dairy,
fishing the creek, which turned into a ditch,
provided great fun and relieved that youthful itch
of fishing and catching, with nary a mentor,
on this piece of land, now called South Center.

Someone once said I was a handsome man.
That was before all the aging began.
The skin starts to sag, not just a little.
What once was my chest, is now my middle.
My back that was straight and erect,
Is bent like a straw and has an effect,
On the pain that I feel in the morn,
Makes me wonder, when I was born.

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