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The Comforts of Age
My Donnybrook days of parties and fairs,
of baltering frolics in passionate pairs,
are primarily over. Instead of wild rioting,
I spend my weekends just grousing and dieting.
What has replaced my past jubilation?
I hate to admit it is blessed hibernation.
Prompts today are Donnybrook, balter, grouse, primary and hibernate,
lifelessons - a blog by Judy Dykstra-Brown 
I love the poem, but even more, I love the colours that you surround yourself with.
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Mexico is the perfect place to add color to one’s life.
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Getting older is so liberating
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Ha!!!
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😎🤓
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Sounds good to me!
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