I want to be strong
But feel weak
This older body
Is starting to creak
Patch it up Lord
Find the leaks
And bale the bilges
Remove the reek
We can set sail
When the weathers fair
And tell a tale
Of tender care.
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Author:
Valiantstar (Pseudonym) (
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- Comment from author about the poem: Thanks for the proof read.
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Comments7
But you is only....61 I see!
But then I heard one say 'Oh no, I will be 30 this year; that's really old! lol.
Should be 'care' in last line? A tender car would be Ok! heehee.
61 that I may be
With a brain like mine
I am lucky
I have
good knee's.
Bake the bilges and tell the tale.
Adding those to bucket lists today.
beautiful!
thank you dear poet
Is getting old bad
No but I need the help I get!
Same petition this way.
This poem is a heartfelt and relatable expression of the human desire to overcome physical limitations and live life to the fullest.
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