Seventy-One, Today

And so I’m seventy-one, today, almost three quarter’s of a century old. I feel like I should have something profound to say, but I’m coming up empty.

I am a little tickled, however, about a remark made regarding a comment I left on someones blog. “Are you a preacher or a science teacher? Cause sounds like you’ve got everything figured out.”

What a wonderful way to suggest that I’m a know-it-all. I am rather assertive when making a point, but truth is, I live with wondering about the meaning of things, the how, the why, every day of my life- and just when it seems I’ve seen the light in the darkness, it’s dark again.


About elrondsilvermaul

I never know what to say about myself. I let what I write try to speak as to who I am. I can only add, here, that I am 72, live in a nursing home, am twenty years a cancer survivor, and identify as a gay male. I intend to use this blog as storage for poems? written over the long years (and still being written). This does not preclude other uses.
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