Yesterday
How my body longs for yesterday
When all my parts by the rules did play
Everything was quicker and stronger then
And my youthful face only had one chin
I played hard and slept all night long
Now my life is like some old country song
I’m lying awake in the middle of the night
Tears in my eyes from acid reflux’s plight
Hair grew where it was supposed to grow
Skin was smooth with its youthful glow
I could write my name in the sand or dirt
Now all I can muster is little bitty squirt
Man, I miss those old days gone bye
Things worked much better, I cannot lie
I could eat what I wanted without a care
And paraded around with a body bare
Now I cover it up in embarrassed shame
This Dog Gone A G E, is the one to blame
Oh how I long for good old yesterday
Before time showed up to collect its pay
Comments1
genuine wry wit, with deeply insightful commentary
and worded so accessibly relatable..
a great write!
made me lol
'I’m lying awake in the middle of the night
Tears in my eyes from acid reflux’s plight
Hair grew where it was supposed to grow
Skin was smooth with its youthful glow
I could write my name in the sand or dirt
Now all I can muster is little bitty squirt'
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