Exhaustion

It sneaks up when you're unprepared
And pulls the rug from under,
Full knowing you would not have dared
To fight to save your thunder.

For, unlike fog, with cat-like feet,
Exhaustion isn't fleeting.
When age and too much action meet,
It could be self-defeating.

A younger soul than I might last
Until that fog has lifted,
But time's been moving much too fast;
The balance might have shifted.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2014

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Johnson Avatar
December 18, 2014 at 1:28 PM
Resignation means you're dead. So try to stay out of your head. A cup of coffee, a trip to bed. That's what I usually choose instead. :) Peace.
Marcum Wong Avatar
December 14, 2014 at 9:28 PM
Excellent at expressing how seniors begin to feel when the body begins to age faster than we can keep up. I totally agree! I don't like to think of myself as a senior but my body keeps telling me different LOL!
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