– a bad-tempered person, especially an old one.
As I sit in my chair, living in the past,
No longer light, nimble and quick;
I ponder and moan and think quite a bit.
About a dream I once had
That suddenly went to shit.
Too weak to say “NO” to his best friend – the “Man”.
Wanting to be a successful Businessman.
Had no money, and neither did I
Nothing but credit cards and a score that was high.
But I loved him so, and that was the catch
The credit cards gone, and the score down the hatch.
He’s living his dream, and life is just fine
While I sit here and fume, cuz I just lost mine.
No touring the Country, no Flinging the Chute
To take pictures on high with a landscape so cute.
The trailer and the Chute in a Hangar reside
Along with a ‘Coupe nestled by their side.
Will they ever someday travel and fly ?
Only Time and Money will decide.
IN THE BEGINNING
It was 1951.
The boy next door and I went to the local town beach.
He was a year older than me. I was five.
It was when I first became physically close to someone outside of my immediate family.
Our bodies touched, and we put our arms around each other.
I liked the boy next door simply because he liked me back.