Um dia olhas no espelho quotidiano e sabes que estás velho,
Como pode isso ter acontecido, assim de um dia para o outro ?
Ainda ontem, batias na cara sorridente depois do barbear,
Olhos brilhantes e ganas de sair, abraçar o dia…
Hoje estás velho , as peles caem sobre os olhos,
O sorriso cava vales fundos na cara e não sabes mais onde ir
Isto não levou um dia a acontecer, aconteceu um dia a seguir ao outro
E tu palerma, olhavas o espelho e nada vias…
Diz o padre para o menos padre :
“- Não interessa aquilo que tu és, padre ou não padre,
Interessam as escolhas que tu fazes e como tu as defendes…”
(sabedoria avulsa de cinema de matiné)
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You’re never too old to pop plastic bubbles
ReplyDeleteNever too old to have a twinkle in your eye
Never too old to stir up some troubles
Never too old til the day that you die
You’re never to old to sneak a few cookies
Never too old to give someone the ‘eye’
Never too old to like ‘Star Wars and Wookies’
Never too old til the day that you die
You’re never too old to enjoy a good dirty joke
Never too old to still wish you could fly
Never too old to think you could croak
Never too old til the day that you die
You’re never too old to splash thru a puddle
Never too old to watch a fire truck scream by
Never to old for tag football and to huddle
Never too old til the day that you die
You’re never too old to get a bean stuck in your nose
Never too old to like a big slice of pizza pie
Never too old to toss away your support hose
Never too old til the day that you die
You’re never to old to be young at heart
And if you ever let that thought enter your head
if you ever start thinking that way you ol’ f*#t
You’re not young at heart…you’re just dead
In another poem I said “sing a little song,
And “Do a little dance,” was another part.
To “Spritch a little seltzer down your pants” is never wrong
You’re never too old to be young at heart
No... you're never too old til the day you die...