I am a man who’s always on the go
I find relaxing simply too taxing
I can’t stay in one place, sit still for long
The urge to do something is far too strong
I try to read a book but I will look up
My mind will wander and I will ponder
The things that I could be doing instead
Whilst other folk enjoy their lie in in bed.
I thought that as I grow older I would change
Re-arrange my life , cut out the need to binge
On doing stuff that stops me being bored
Give me a breather, pause be restored
Maybe I will look back on times like this
When I’m old and frail, can’t even piss
And wish I could be always on the go
Instead of waiting for god with a stranger called Joe.
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Author:
The Retired Bloke (
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- Comment from author about the poem: As I grow older I spend more time reflecting on how I live my life.
- Category: Reflection
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Being retired for several years now for me it is good to be able to just sit and read or listen to music as my retirement is more intense than when I was working.
Thank you. This is my first year of an early retirement. I am still in the period of adjustment.
Don’t take too much on, in my case I used agree to do many things but found I was doing too much, just do what you want to do but make time for what you want to do.
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