We are getting older
Our hair is turning greyer
We are shrinking down
Age spots turning brown
Today I feel so blue
A year older me and you
Backs hurt knees ache
Nothing that can make
Life turn right back
To that early track
Strong muscles, sturdy bones
Move without moans or groans
Where are my keys?
Oh, with the frozen peas!
Can't find my glasses
Fallen between the flowers
The mind is always willing
For running and rock climbing
But the body just won't listen
It's starting self demolition....
But let us age with grace
Let us leave a memorable trace
Get rid of all that pride
Grow old side by side
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So true and well penned - lets grow old gracefully and still take a pride in ourselves and our appearance.
Yes we must try to do this - it can be tough. Thank you for your comment.
Well happy birthday if it's today, I'm feeling my bones getting stubborn, I love your last stanza I embrace age it's the only thing we can do. Sometimes i cry lol 🤣 💕
Lots of ups and downs but we persevere. Thank you for your comments and the wish although it's not my birthday today!
Aww I just loved this Rozina. My husband was 12 years older and died 2 years ago and I had always thought (foolishly) that we'd be old together. Good one......
Thank you. I am sorry for your loss.
The mind is willing, but the body has gone on strike. My legs became unwilling this morning when the ice made running a bit dodgy.
No snow and ice here but plenty of rain. It's easy to slip and hurt oneself. Take care.
So beautifully true Rozina. Awesome write.
Thank you.
Yes Rozina, getting older and being aware of it is never fun, but attitude is everything, and I like your attitude in this poem.
Well done. 🙂
Thank you. There is still much to learn and to share.
That's me to a 'T'
Your piece neatly covers it - thank you.
Thank you.
a lovely message wrapped & held fast in a real cuddle of a poem .... Neville 🙂
Thank you.
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