23 January 2015

Growing Old

Whoever had said grow old graciously
I'm thinking had lived a very short life
'cause somewhere between forty and fifty
the spine starts to give away and joints ache
muscles start to atrophy, feeling week
a time one's susceptible to shingles
loses hair how can one do this with grace

My personal journey of growing old
is trepidating and aggravating
and being on tons of medication
have the memory of a leaky sieve
afraid of falling and breaking a hip
in reality I'm not immortal
which I thought I was when I was a kid

Copyright © 2015 by Patrick B Vince

Lannet Sonnet

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