This ones for mom.
seniors
The Forgiveness Song
This one’s for all the old couples who stuck it out through the hard times.
I’m tired of you
Being tired of me
I’m tired of me
Being tired of you
Once again
You forgive me
Once again
I forgive you (2X)
Your my friend and lover
I’m your lover and friend
We’re still together
Cause we’ve learned how to bend
Wrote you a love song
Wrote me a letter
Some loves fall apart==but
We’re better off together
We can take bike
We can take a bus
Enjoy the ride
Don’t get in a rush
Come on to bed
Don’t make a fuss
Shut off those lights
I’m gonna make ya blush
I’ve been wrong
A few times right
You’ve been right
A few times wrong
After all our trials
And tribulations
Our loves like a sweet song
Playing on a country station (2x)
Gave me a kiss, and a hug
Gave ya a hug, and a kiss
Turn tears to laughter
Cause it’s better than being pissed
Doubts and questions
We’ve had a few
But, you still love me
And, I still love you
We can take a Harley
We can take a bus
Enjoy the ride
Don’t get in a rush
Come on to bed
Don’t make a fuss
Shut off those lights
We’ll polish off the dust
I’m gonna make ya blush
At The Speed Of Foreverness

In spite of our long days and the swiftness of these passing years We’ve reluctantly grown old Old as in running out of time The potholed street of aging leads to a cul de sac of convalescence Age robs us of youths vanities It rubs our hair off, dulls our eyesight and deafens our hearing We slowly cave in on ourselves We can no longer get by on our sexiness or youthful bravado We’re left with a fading wit and the shreds of a once charmed personality This leaves some bitter, while others are liberated There’s nothing more attractive than someone who no longer gives a shit about what others think of them Shriveled skin, brittle bones, hemorrhoids and varicose veins ain’t so bad It’s the fading of memories and the onset of feeble mindedness that leaves us befuddled There’s that moment of confusion when we enter a room and forget what we needed there, or what we were looking for, or even why we came there in the first place??? But, I’ll fight like hell to forever remember your face
Song For Jeanne (behind times cruel walls)
A song about a son visiting his mother in a rest-home.
Still Not Feeling My Our Age
A tune about old folks loving life and having fun, cause fun isn’t just for the young ones. Stay Young at heart.
“We don’t stop playing cause we get old, we get old because we stop playing” George Bernard Shaw