When I’m 64 …

I certainly never imagined what it would be like to be 64 when I was 24 but the Beatles did.

I could be handy, mending a fuse
When your lights have gone
You can knit a sweater by the fireside
Sunday mornings go for a ride
Doing the garden, digging the weeds
Who could ask for more

Will you still need me, will you still feed me
When I’m sixty-four

Now that I am 64, I still have lots of questions.

One thought on “When I’m 64 …

  1. I love that every year after your own Birthday you give everyone a gift with Maker Faire Bay Area!
    See you there my friend.

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