man
You remember when you were a lad
things you did were brave
swinging from the highest tree
Six inches from your grave.
Back then you could run, fast
play ball forever and a day
sleep would come when it had to
Your hair was natural,  not Gray.
They say the new fifty is forty
in this new millennium
but sometimes it doesn't work that way
You're not at your premium.
Your bones creak, your neck gets sore
bending down is sometimes a task
you try your best to live younger
While reaching for the oxygen mask!
To be healthy you need to be careful
you may deal yourself a blow
like cutting the old nails
On your unreachable big toe.
When you shower and glance at your figure
it's not as it used to be
the muscles are getting flimsy
And you struggle to properly see.
Some people grow old gracefully
just accept it as it comes
growing old isn't necessarily a draw back
Or receding mouth gums.
But when it comes to memory
things you can recall are quite clear
the good things that happened in your life
You will always hold very dear..
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William Sinclair Manson
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Welcome friends. My name is William Sinclair Manson. I am 60 years young, I am Scottish but now living in a small village in England. I have been blogging for many Years but recently joined Wordpress and I love it. I have made many new dedicated friends here and hope to meet more around the World.

4 thoughts on “Growing old. Gracefully.”

  1. Excellent poem and point of view William. We may feel in our mind that we have not aged, but aches and pains and the nearby mirror will always tell the truth. Stay well, my friend. Allan

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