is the one thing in life
That we cannot stop,
From the moment we are born
It starts,
We get older. It
As each year passes
The older we get,
Then one day we realise,
Realise that we are heading,
Heading into old age.
Many start to think bad thoughts.
Why should I be getting older?
Heading towards that time,
That time when I will leave this world.
So many just complain,
Complain about getting old.
But what they need to remember
Is that they are the lucky ones
As there are many do not reach,
Do not reach old age.
- Author: Goldfinch60 (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: March 5th, 2021 02:04
- Comment from author about the poem: So many people think getting old is unfair.
- Category: Reflection
- Views: 76
Comments8
May God bless you with health and longevity.
Thank you Samer.
Andy
You can not hide from reality maybe it's because most forgot to enjoy the journey! As they say, you can survive a long life but never live a day!
Thanks for helping start mine of with a thankful vibration and honoured to know a soul that is wearing the age as gold!
Always appreciated
Much peace and respect
Thank you Dan, I always try to be here for people.
Andy
A good write Gold.
We're very old, you and I! Re: 1066, etc. That's two of us getting older at least.
Yes we are still here Orchi.
Andy
yup, a necessary reminder that 'long lived' is a badge of honour: in honour, of those who went before us - far, far too early..
a good read Andy
Thank you Mek, much appreciated.
Andy
Andy - Another good write - It reminded me of a line from an amateur production I was in many years ago which went ... "Age is an awesome thing - It is the one true mirror that reflects the vanity of youth!"
Thank you for your fine comment CM.
Andy
So right Andy. I lost my older brother some years ago and a part of me lives on in a way that i am 'living on' for him.
Sorry to hear that d a, I am sure he is looking over you.
Andy
One old dude to another,
You been ripened my brother.
Good read, Andy.
I hope I can mature like a fine Rioja. Thank you Jerry.
Andy
You said it well Andy, time is a one way street. There is beauty in age, all we have to do is find it!
We certainly do have to do it and be grateful for reaching it.
Andy
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