On top of my table
From start to finish, a move for a senior can be an overwhelming process. Let’s walk through the journey together with this fun ballad. It flows to the tune of “On Top of Old Smokey”.
On top of my table, all covered with stuff,
My kids say “Mom, leave here”. I wish they would know,
My dear and I lived here, raised our family of four.
But time has a way of – moving along.
My house has outgrown me; the upkeep’s such stress.
The times they have changed now; I don’t move so quick.
Old neighbors have left here; I feel so alone.
Is it true what folks tell me? I will make friends anew.
It’s so overwhelming. Where do I begin?
“Call a Senior Move Manager”, my friend tells me true.
The gal helps me pick out – the things I should take:
“Take things that are useful, and that you adore.
From the den I will take a – thing I enjoy,
From the bedroom, so special, photos of all.
She says “Plates and glasses, of each, just take six.”
The movers have pulled up. It’s now time to go.
Once I have my things out, the kids can go through
My gal will then clear out and sell what she can,
I’m so glad I called her and saved myself grief.
I know this adventure – will bring on new things.
A month after moving, my apartment’s just so.
I’m busy with projects. I’ve met some friends new
My new home is lovely, so cheery and bright.
Consid’ring a new home? To your house bid adieu.
This ballad was written by Jean Long Manteufel, a fellow senior move manager and the CEO of Long’s Senior Transitions in Appleton,WI.