Just recently, I turned ninety-five

And it's stupendous to be alive. 

Although things have become increasingly hard,

I still move hoses to water the yard. 

I say, "There is absolutely nothing to gain

If I mumble and grumble and complain."

For I see someone most every day 

Very handicapped but they

Don't seem to have a single care

Nothing too hard for them to bear. 

I would need to hang my head in shame

If I thought others were to blame

For things gone wrong in my personal life

When choices and blessings have been rife.

Oh, it's good to be alive

And pushing on beyond ninety-five. 

Dorothy Boyland Stones,

Downey, Idaho