And Then I Was Old

Yesterday I owned the world 
I did what I had to do 
And then more. 

My home was clean 
Laundry caught up 
And then a trip to the store. 

Children were fed 
Sports and lessons done 
And they began to soar. 

Mistakes were made 
Arguments had 
The slamming of the door. 

Money so tight 
Never enough 
It turned out we were poor. 

Didn’t stay in contact 
Lost my friend too soon 
Cutting to the core. 

Waited to hike the Appalachians 
No energy this year 
Life was suddenly a chore. 

A few more years 
Passed again 
Opportunities no more. 

And I realized I was old.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2020

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