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Old never means it's over. it's only over when you believe it's over, or you have passed over.

Getting Old

Getting Old
By Franklin Price
edited 6/17/2017
original written 6/17/2014

Getting old's a little strange  don't know just what I thought
I've chased the years and here I am and don't know what I've caught
I look into the mirror and looking back at me
Is an older version of myself, I did not expect to see
Skin's wrinkled and sagging, been that way for  quite awhile.
I still have my own teeth I still like it when I smile
My eyes still have a twinkle, though the lids are closing in
If I gain much weight, at all, I have a double chin.
The hairline is receding and getting mighty thin,
Darker when it's wet, when dry, it's gray again.
The bald spot in the back is getting bigger every day
No eyes back there to see it, so I think that it's okay
 I  still like the one I see, who's in the mirror there.
The face, the teeth, the seeing eyes,  not so much, the thin gray hair
Because I know, inside my head, a youngster still resides,
Tempered by age, experience honed, still likes motorcycle rides.
My health is good, exercise a bit,  for my heart, to keep it strong
Walk without assistance and help others get along
I am very grateful for what God has given me
But not yet ready to go to Him, to spend eternity
If He is willing, and the creek don't rise, I've got some years to go.
I don't know just how many,  but this is what I Know
I know I'm loved, and love right back, that's how I live my life.
Treat everyone as family; best of all my darling wife.
This is my view on aging, whether you are young or old
Appreciate everything you have and, if I may be so bold,
Don't have regrets when looking back or envy others for what they've got
You're still here and living and that's really quite a lot
Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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Nehls Avatar
June 26, 2017 at 6:30 AM
Hi Franklin. I guess we can complain about getting old or we can look at it the way you do in this poem and be happy to still be around. Very enjoyable read, my friend..... Robert.
Price Avatar
June 26, 2017 at 7:15 AM
Thanks for reading and commenting on my work. We may get old but don't have to waste our experiences.
Kinch  Avatar
June 18, 2017 at 2:46 AM
I know a few older people who should read this, age is just a number it's your frame of mind that keeps you young! Fabulous Franklin
Price Avatar
June 18, 2017 at 8:00 AM
Think young to live to be old. Thanks for visiting
Sands Avatar
June 17, 2017 at 12:35 PM
Great poem with a superb message :)
Price Avatar
June 17, 2017 at 5:57 PM
Thank you so much for visiting and commenting
Turner Avatar
June 17, 2017 at 11:37 AM
Fun read, Franklin. My bones creak, my bladder leaks, I'm an aging freak but i am thankful to still be hanging around:) Happy Father's day, sir:)
Price Avatar
June 17, 2017 at 5:58 PM
Great rhyme and Happy Father's Day to you also
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