Someset Village

Lornetta Podge's grandson, Will,
just delivered Avon's catalog, The Sale of Summer.

Prior to his arrival, I had been spying old man Zieglar,
mow over and over the same spot of lawn.

In senility, fly wheels slip,
gears and clogs lose their grip.

At 78, I might be the youngest person in the neighborhood,
which allows for the leisurely study of the unhinging of peers.

You, who might be younger than me,
if you want to age gracefully, learn to be patient.

You see, it's not the good who die young,
but the young and the impatient.