Emptying the Reserves

Growing older, one observes
That energy starts waning.
Though it’s not what one deserves,
There’s no use in complaining.

Aging throws us learning curves
To deal with verve that’s draining.
When nothing’s left in the reserves,
It’s time for some refraining.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2019

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Rigoler Avatar
August 24, 2019 at 4:34 AM
Youth is a mix of energy and frivolity, whereas old age is a mix of accomplishment, satisfaction and tears. / M
Johnson Avatar
August 23, 2019 at 5:53 PM
I emptied my last jar this morning. I should've heeded it's last warning. So now I'll go and get another. Oh for cryin' out loud, Oh Brother. You said reserves, not preserves. :) lol
Wolf Avatar
August 21, 2019 at 8:59 PM
Like that last line --- 'time for some refraining!' Truer words rarely spoken, Ilene. Nice one. ~ gw
Canerdy Avatar
August 20, 2019 at 8:40 PM
Wise words, Ilene! Janice
Dietrich Avatar
August 20, 2019 at 6:18 PM
VERY good one, Ilene!! Keep up with the workouts though!
Cunningham Avatar
August 20, 2019 at 5:12 PM
How true that is Ilene, I often forget I'm not twenty anymore and ache like crazy the next day. Getting on in years sucks big time lol. Tom
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