by Bill Costley
Like Rip Van Winkles, the whole
BabyBoomer generation awakens
to plenty reduced to the spare change
any grizzled guy on any streetcorner
hawking the STREET NEWS asks for;
last Wed. nite across from the S.F. Opera
he said “God Bless You” as I hobbled by
on my segmented folding metal cane, as
at 67, I’m being rebuilt knee-by-knee
with a rest-of-lifetime guarantee.
Bill Costley serves on the Steering Committee of the San Francisco Bay area chapter of the National Writers Union.
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