Be proud of
being called old.
Nothing has killed you yet.
On the other hand,
when you creak while you walk,
your plumbing’s amiss,
your skin puckers
like a dried out pickle
or a year-old prune,
it is not much
of a compliment either.
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Author:
Trenz Pruca (
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At 81, I know what you mean!
Thank you. I am 81 also. Have what fun you can. Now's the time.
I like your poem, Trenz, but you forgot when...
- sex is only a futile mental exercise
- opening a jar involves some very major tools
- remembering names is a guessing game
- driving a car is like Russian roulette
- half of the day is taken up with counting pills
- being grouchy is the new normal
when.....
Ha-- the list can go on forever. Thank you.
So true but we are still here and intend to be for many more years to come.
Andy
At fifty I'm still actively old, which means doing my level best to stay a few steps ahead of the kids at work 😂
Keep it up.
I enjoyed your poem very much. I wrote a poem, which I will share now, titled Let's Grow Old Together.
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