Growing Old

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    Growing Old

    I’m getting old, so I’m told.
    Looking in the mirror, my father looks back at me.
    I found my first grey hair you know
    Not above, but down below.
    I find it harder to see, or is it just me?
    The wrong parts sagging down to my knee
    Ears don’t hear so well now,
    Glasses? Do say we shall.
    Is it my fate? No more to bed late.
    Aches in funny places I really hate.
    Ooh, I groan when I do up my shoe.
    More often times spent in the loo.
    More pills and potions, creams and lotions
    Hair slowly turning to snow.
    Wrinkles and blotches now appear.
    For growing old I do fear.
    When I were a lad, things weren’t so sad
    No ipod, Internet or cell phones
    All that my father once said to me,
    I find I now repeat in history.
    I don’t like getting old I feel the cold
    Hair grows in funny places.
    Retirement is great so I’m told
    But I can’t even do up my laces.

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    am2anangel commented on Growing Old

    05-24-2009

    someday's I know i feel more than my age. isn't it funny how we tend to repeat the attitudes and sayings of our parents. you played out this poem exceptionally well including the final lace difficulties. read my "four forever" for the other end of the spectrum.

    Dusty commented on Growing Old

    05-10-2009

    Nice poem, Artist.

    SusanLee commented on Growing Old

    03-25-2009

    Great poem about aging but I just can not imagine it would be you. Noooo. The poem rounds up well though.

    TripleD commented on Growing Old

    12-11-2008

    Really liked that alot. Isaw me in this work. Keep a smile on the people faces!

    In science one tries to tell people, in such a way as to be understood by everyone, something that no one ever knew before. But in poetry, it's the exact opposite.

    Franz Kafka (1883-1924) Czech writer.

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