Jim Arnold won the traveling trophy for our roll call piece this month.

Tree Climbing Old Fool

 What the heck came over me? Why did I want to climb a tree?

Recapture my youth? Way up high? Now I’m afraid I’m going to die.

 There are rules to getting old. Want to live? Don’t be bold!

This one’s important and profound. Keep your feet on the ground!

 I took a peak, looks awful grim. I have to find a lower limb.

Legs start shaking, grip is weak. Oh, this outcome’s looking bleak.

 Just my luck, it’s starting to rain. I’m convinced I was insane.

The end is near, I start to slip. Probably won’t survive the trip.

 No broken bones or emergency room. No undertaker or graveyard tomb.

It was a massive three foot drop. Thought I was higher. This has to stop.

 Here’s a horrible, getting old, truth. We’re not supposed to relive our youth.