Aging
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Our aging- how we reckon it depends
on where we are in life that given time.
The preteen celebrates to reach thirteen-
and then at twenty-one- cheers with a beer!
The border crossed at thirty is not dire;
most times adulthood has matured by then.
But hitting forty bodes a turning point-
the trip to middle age will soon proceed.
For most, the age of fifty earns a prize
for reaching one half-century of age.
When sixty comes- retirement's in view;
then seventy- that's when the worries start.
That aging stage- a topic shared by friends-
comparing ailments, meds- physicians too.
Scanning obits- enduring mournful wakes;
attending nursing homes- as case, or guest.
This phase of aging- not the same for all;
health issues strongly shape how long we live.
Through every step, we pray to stay robust;
live best each treasured day- one at a time.
June 6, 2019
~9th Place~
Premiere Contest: Aging
Sponsor: Emile Pinet
Judged: 06/26/2019
Copyright © Sandra Haight | Year Posted 2019
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