When I’m Sixty Four

When I’m Sixty-Four                                 http://tinyurl.com/y7urh7kv
When I get older losing my hair
Many years from now
Will you still be sending me a Valentine
Birthday greetings bottle of wine
If I’d been out till quarter to three
Would you lock the door
Will you still need me, will you still feed me
When I’m sixty-four
You’ll be older too
And if you say the word
I could stay with you
I could be handy, mending a fuse
When your lights have gone
You can knit a sweater by the fireside
Sunday mornings go for a ride
Doing the garden, digging the weeds
Who could ask for more
Will you still need me, will you still feed me
When I’m sixty-four
Every summer we can rent a cottage
In the Isle of Wight, if it’s not too dear
We shall scrimp and save
Grandchildren on your knee
Vera, Chuck and Dave
Send me a postcard, drop me a line
Stating point of view
Indicate precisely what you mean to say
Yours sincerely, wasting away
Give me your answer, fill in a form
Mine for evermore
Will you still need me, will you still feed me
When I’m sixty-four
Songwriters: John Lennon / Paul Mccartney
When I’m Sixty-Four lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC

For some reason that song is resonating in my head.

NO, I’m not, nor am I going to be 64 (again) – today I turn 69 and it’s freaking me out.

When you’re young you think you’re gonna live forever (you’ll break 40). Tooling around town in your fast, sexy cars (55 Chevy, 64 Jag XKE, 67 Impala Convertible, Mercedes 250S, etc)

And then comes 21, and then 30 – followed closely by 40 and 50. Sixty didn’t bother me – don’t think 70 will either. I think it’s because of the Cancer. I didn’t expect to see this one!

Days just roll into one another. Hopefully, I’ll see a few more birthdays.

But, I’ve stopped measuring them annually. I now measure them DAILY! (After all, they are birth DAYS!) Every day I wake up is another day I didn’t think I’d see. Tell the people you care about; how you feel. Make someone laugh. Try not to make them cry (unless tears of joy or happiness). Make a difference. Look at where you are and dream about tomorrow. Eat, drink and be merry… No-one knows what tomorrow will bring.

I’ve got another week here in my Spanish Hacienda in the hills and then down to the coast for a week before it’s back to Brexit UK? Arrive on the 28th. TODAY will be a quiet reflection (by the pool), BBQ, Sangria and a homemade Bday cake (no candles) just millions of stars.

I don’t know what the future holds – but, the past has made me what and who I am. You helped. By knowing you – you’ve helped make me who I am (gotta blame somebody?)

I don’t always say how I feel. Thank you. I love you for being you, with me… I hope to tell you personally some day, Have a great day yourself and celebrate being alive – TODAY!

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  1. Now you are older no pony tail
    Only last year now
    Thank you for sending me a Valentine
    Birthday greetings bottle of wine

    If you’d been out till quarter to three
    I wouldn’t lock the door
    I will still need you, will you still need me?
    When you’re seventy-four

    I’ll be older too
    And if you say the word
    I could stay with you

    You could be handy, mending a fuse
    When my lights have gone
    You can be on on eBay by the fireside
    Sunday mornings go for, a ride
    Drinking some JD, smoking some weed
    Who could ask for more
    I will still need you, will you still need me?
    When you’re seventy-four

    Every winter we can go to P.A.’s
    In El Gastor, if he’ll have us there
    We shall scrimp and save
    Pushti on your knee
    It’s the thing you crave!

    I’ll send you an email, drop you a line
    Stating point of view
    I’ll indicate precisely what I want to say
    I still love you, won’t go away
    Give me your answer, fill in a form
    Mine for evermore
    I will still need you, will you still need me
    When you’re seventy-four

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