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Aging - and Knocking Wood

Three quarters of a century old is mom.
Whereas, half a century plus am I.
How quickly I have aged gives me a qualm,
but one good thing - I now can't multiply!

And right behind my mom I'm following. . .
The white hairs keep appearing; it's with dread
I picture myself one day swallowing
my food with dentures stuck inside my head!

Mom always was athletic till her knees
gave out. . . and walking fast she does no more.
But luckily, she has no grave disease.
By scrubbing floors she made her poor knees sore.

But I don't "stoop" to drudgery. Knock wood!
At least my knees might possibly stay good.


For Black Eyed Susan's Aging Poetry Contest

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  1. Date: 4/17/2013 10:36:00 AM

    Yes the years they go by fast. My mom is in good health and can keep up with me and that is sad. I know about the bad knees and back. Nicely done on this poem. love phyl

  1. Date: 4/5/2013 10:56:00 AM

    Oh my, I hire someone to clean my house! I think I've mopped, dusted, and cleaned enough toilets! My teeth are still there, reading glasses I now wear, aging..keeps coming near! Thanks for your comment on my poem..xx Holly Moore

  1. Date: 4/3/2013 7:53:00 PM

    I take it that you rely on the Swiffer mop kind of clean. Regarding the dentures which I've had since I was in my twenties, better to swallow food and not the dentures...mine is a partial plate and while it is not likely, it would certainly be possible. Cute piece. Worthy commentary on aging.

  1. Date: 4/3/2013 6:23:00 PM

    May I qualm with you Andrea lol. Very nice approach to the ageing process here, nicely done, good luck in the contest. Take care, Regards Richard

  1. Date: 4/3/2013 4:55:00 PM

    nicely penned Andrea... winning wishes

  1. Date: 4/3/2013 2:52:00 AM

    NO Matter Your Age...YOU"LL ALWAYS BE The LOVELY 'STRIKING' ANDREA...I fell in LUV with here...seems just days ago...

  1. Date: 4/2/2013 12:34:00 PM

    Andrea. This is just lovely...you make our age seem almost OK and fun...you truly are gifted...Donna

  1. Date: 4/2/2013 7:30:00 AM

    You truly can write a sonnet about anything! This is an example of really great, humorous writing :)

  1. Date: 4/2/2013 6:17:00 AM

    Just don't take up jogging! I've got a couple of angry joints thanks to sports. My grandpa likes to take his teeth out and chase my kids with them...so...at least there's that to look forward to!..haha

  1. Date: 4/1/2013 5:48:00 AM

    Maybe to the world we look old but inside is a crazy child who lives each day as though it was the last. It all comes too fast Andrea and reminds me each day is a gift. So nice you remind me of these things sweetie! Love, Lizzie

  1. Date: 3/31/2013 8:06:00 PM

    I love it! An enjoyable (and funny) last line. It's a winner!

  1. Date: 3/31/2013 7:34:00 PM

    Andrea, this has great perspective. It's dimensional in time. I can relate to your thoughts exactly. The humor is fun. Age is a very strange thing. I only recently started to feel old. It was like a switch turned on. There doesn't seem to be a way to go back, but this helps. Thanks

  1. Date: 3/31/2013 3:21:00 PM

    LOl, I'm sure they will, my friend - had some chuckles here - lovely sonnet

  1. Date: 3/31/2013 10:26:00 AM

    Enjoyed this one, too.

  1. Date: 3/31/2013 8:47:00 AM

    Unfortunately, time marches on. I'm part of the half century club also. Have a Happy Easter Andrea!

  1. Date: 3/30/2013 12:33:00 PM

    Aging gracefully? Take it from Old Dave, they aint no sich thang. YOu, dear Andrea, will age beautifully. LOve, daver

  1. Date: 3/30/2013 8:07:00 AM

    This is again a very delightful one to read my very dear friend Andrea! I extremely love it especially the two last lines. In life I also knock on woods sometimes. You're highly creative! Kudos to this excellent write/sonnet ( queen of sonnet as always)my dear friend! I hope I can try this hard ( i think) but so beautiful form on my longer holidays. This is already a winning piece in my list! Thanks for continuously sharing your amazing assets/talents to me!love much and big hugs, Leonora

  1. Date: 3/30/2013 7:00:00 AM

    Excellent. Very creative write. Enjoyed. tfs

  1. Date: 3/30/2013 2:33:00 AM

    Nice one on the problems of old age, Andea, luv:) Jag

  1. Date: 3/30/2013 1:59:00 AM

    a very good one :)

  1. Date: 3/29/2013 6:41:00 PM

    good one Andrea, guess I don't need to tell you my age ;} I'm glad you liked my take on Rabbit Hole. Have an awesome ;}

  1. Date: 3/29/2013 6:05:00 PM

    My mom loves reminding me that I'm getting old. Thanks for the read and thanks for commenting on 'Two of a Kind" My wife also says we're two peas in a pod.

  1. Date: 3/29/2013 4:49:00 PM

    Good one, Andrea. I can visualize the gentle woman your mom is. Sweet, my friend.

  1. Date: 3/29/2013 4:21:00 PM

    ha! wonderful ending! very clever...

  1. Date: 3/29/2013 3:38:00 PM

    My mom says getting old isn't so bad, it's seeing your kids getting old that sucks. Good poem Andrea you captured it well.

  1. Date: 3/29/2013 11:34:00 AM

    I had to chuckle at the ending, Andrea: Yes it does give us qualms to see how quickly we fade from youth...allore reason to live each day to themax...LOL Loveya, SuZ

  1. Date: 3/29/2013 11:02:00 AM

    Yeah...I know..that kick boxing!A great sonnet describing your mom and yourself in the context of aging.

  1. Date: 3/29/2013 10:09:00 AM

    This is a good poem for the contest. Andrea; just remember that - us women are like the good wine. We improve with age. We are gracious and more dignified. We are not crazy - loco no more. Thanks for sharing this. Happy Easter. Lucilla

  1. Date: 3/29/2013 10:03:00 AM

    Not growing old with grace here are we, my friend? Don't blame you one bit!...I am still in a state of denial, insisting in my mind that I'm still a teenager, but my body begs to differ...Great entry for the for Susan's contest and good luck - Tim

  1. Date: 3/29/2013 9:57:00 AM

    this truly is so magical Andrea, in it i see a woman and boy what a woman,, one so special, where life can become poetry, and poetry can become life, because she creates it so...

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