Bumps And Creaks.

Goldfinch60



Here we are the two of us

In love at our age,

Yes at our age.

And we cope with many things,

Getting up from the chair

We struggle to get on our feet,

The bones creek and crack,

Bumps and bruises everywhere.

Putting socks on

Is a trial,

But we cope

And we laugh.

Every time a creak is heard,

Is heard from our bodies

We can laugh,

Laugh at each other,

And we can laugh with each other.

So in these times of age

Where we live our lives together,

Where cracks and creaks,

Bumps and bruises,

Come from our bodies

The humour we have,

We have for each other,

And the love that is so strong

Ensures that all is well,

All is well in our lives.

  • Author: Goldfinch60 (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: June 20th, 2022 01:07
  • Comment from author about the poem: Getting older is great fun.
  • Category: Humor
  • Views: 24
  • Users favorite of this poem: Accidental Poet
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  • arqios

    Growing old together is and has been our motto, my wife and I. And these days, living on the third floor minus an elevator, we feel this truth each time we engage the stairwell. A lovely poem that is close to home. Thanks for sharing. /Rik.

    • Goldfinch60

      Thank you Rik. You must be fit using those stairs all the time, I applaud you and your wife for doing that, well done.

      Andy

      • arqios

        Sometimes we laugh and comment that it may be the only exercise we are getting. LOL. Thanks Andy. We are continually learning to adjust and seeking innovative ways to keep healthy and sane. Your poem is a very important encouragement at this stage of life. Cheers, Rik.

      • orchidee

        You and I have a million bumps and bruises then! heehee.

      • dusk arising

        LOL bumps and creaks sounds like my body getting out of bed in the morning.

        Well fair play to the pair of you, at least you both know there's someone there to oil your hinges when the creaking gets too spooky.

        • Goldfinch60

          Thanks d a, this getting old like can be painful sometimes but we are still here and can laugh about it.

          Andy

        • L. B. Mek

          Amen!
          that's the way, Andy
          (personally
          when i get up in the middle of the night
          the cracking bones, keep me company
          and the bruises, let me know
          I'm still here
          on my own two feet, giving it
          all I got
          and so i, slide
          a little
          sway, a tad
          shaking it 'all bout'
          then I offer the universe
          a glimpse of a smile
          sharing
          that private joke, where
          I amuse
          and it affords me
          a few more, cherished
          breaths..)

          • Goldfinch60

            So true Mek, each time we get up it is another good day in our lives.

            Andy

          • Accidental Poet

            I know this feeling oh so well Andy. But...life goes on. Que sara sara. 😉

            • Goldfinch60

              So true AP, I got up this morning so all is well.

              Andy

              • Accidental Poet

                Onward to the Croquet match, eh? 😁

              • orchidee

                Oh woe, the nights will be drawing in again soon. We can't change that!
                Woof, you old pessimist, says Fido, it's a minute or two daylight less per day!

                • Goldfinch60

                  Welcome to the longest day of the year Orchi.

                  • orchidee

                    How did you spend that extra second we had one year? Did you spend it in flying round the moon and back 7,473 times or something like that?!

                  • Jerry Reynolds

                    Oh My Yes. Just reminded me I did not take anything out for dinner. So I creak and saunter toward the frig.
                    Great write, Andy.

                    • Goldfinch60

                      Thank you Jerry, I am sure that your meal was very tasty.

                      Andy



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