Over 50s still can..... (poem) by Lynn Barry on AuthorsDen

Reviewed on June 3, 2003

Oh damn...laughted so hard at this, I snorted a swallow of my coffee...
Just for the record..yes I still do...it...
At 52, I still do everything I did at 22...just takes me a tad bit longer!
This was entertaining, very humorous and nicely written.

Reviewed by Linda Alexander

Reviewed on May 1, 2003

Lynn:

Well done! Got a lot of truth to it, too. We all used to "wonder" til we get there . . . & then we wonder why we wondered such a silly thing!! Of COURSE. And though I'm not there yet (3 yrs shy) my husband is beyond that, & my parents are certainly beyond that & . . . well, well, such a silly thing to question!! : >

Reviewed by Jennifer Cary (Reader)

Reviewed on April 30, 2003

Lynn-
Hubby is over fifty but I'm still a spring chicken - for a couple more years, at least -lol! Glad I've still got good things to look forward to...especially that "talking" part:-) Great poem!
Love ya,
Jenny

Reviewed by Jay Carnine

Reviewed on April 30, 2003

Once the kids are really, finally and totally out of the house, you start seeing in each other what you saw when you were dating.

All about time I think.
Time to take time and time to love the one you love.

And maybe even time for a few words.
But not too many. . . .

Great little poem by the way.

Jay

Reviewed by Handsum-Hart

Reviewed on April 30, 2003

Nice to know I have something to look forward to after 50

Reviewed by Joyce Rapier

Reviewed on April 30, 2003

You bet your sweet little bippy! Ain't life sweet after 50.

Joyce Rapier

Reviewed by na na (Reader)

Reviewed on April 30, 2003

Good hurmours on the square write. This poems is "bonaroo" great and a lots older than that Lynn. Bill

Reviewed by Linda Murray

Reviewed on April 29, 2003

Getting Lucky indeed. We over fifty don't need to hide with the lights off.:) Very cute poem. Just loved it.

Reviewed by Mary Erickson (Reader)

Reviewed on April 29, 2003

Lynn, you're getting lucky at talking to your husband? Oh, well, guess that's something. Seriously, I loved the poem. But I tell you you're still a baby at 50. Now go eat your pablum.

Reviewed by James David Compton (Reader)

Reviewed on April 29, 2003

LOL Lynn.
Yes, we still do it, but now we turn the lights out.
-James

Reviewed by m j hollingshead

Reviewed on April 29, 2003

chuckle

Reviewed by john zimmerman

Reviewed on April 29, 2003

you bet we can!

john!

Reviewed by Marilyn Seray

Reviewed on April 29, 2003

A very sweet dedication