An Ode To Us Wonderful Women (My Age!)

May 3, 2020 | 4 comments

My very distant cousin Bonnie Meyer, who lives in Oakland CA and who I’ve not ever met, sent me this.  I love it and, since I couldn’t say it better myself, I am re-posting it here!  Enjoy!

I’m normally a social girl
I love to meet my mates
But lately with the virus here
We can’t go out the gates.

You see, we are the ‘oldies’ now
We need to stay inside
If they haven’t seen us for a while
They’ll think we’ve upped and died.

They’ll never know the things we did
Before we got this old
There wasn’t any Facebook
So not everything got told.

We may seem sweet old ladies
Who would never be uncouth
But we grew up in the 60s
If you only knew the truth!

There was sex and drugs and rock n’roll
The pill and miniskirts
We smoked, we drank, we partied
And were outrageous flirts.

Then we settled down, got married
And turned into someone’s mum,
Somebody’s wife, then nana,
Who on earth did we become?

We didn’t mind the change of pace
Because our lives were full
But to bury us before we’re dead
Is like  red rag to a bull!

So here you find me stuck inside
For 4 weeks, maybe more
I finally found myself again
Then I had to close the door!

It didn’t really bother me
I’d while away the hour
I’d bake for all the family
But I’ve got no bloody flour!

Now Netflix is just wonderful
I like a gutsy thriller
Or swooning over Idris
Or some random sexy killer

At least I’ve got a stash of booze
For when I’m being idle
There’s wine and whiskey, even gin
If I’m feeling suicidal!

So let’s all drink to lockdown
To recovery and health
And hope this bloody virus
Doesn’t decimate our wealth.

We’ll all get through the crisis
And be back to join our mates
Just hoping I’m not far too wide
To fit through the flaming gates!

By Jan Beaumont, Auckland NZ


  1. Jo Lucas

    Love this! Thank you for sharing. Take care!

  2. Jan Paxton

    Delightful ? Thanks for sharing!

  3. Deborah L Wells

    Love the story and cute pic too! Funny too! Enjoyed reading about it! Thanks!

  4. D Joy Howell

    Bonnie, were you on the Grateful Dead boat to save
    the Indians? Tom Martin Brown ring a bell?
    … And we wore dresses handmade of flags and flowers in our hair,
    while at the coffee houses we listened to beat poetry
    and talked all night on speed
    Great prose! Thanks ! Are you a Dragon?


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