Getting Older
In December of this year I turn eighty two
And I feel every darn year through and through
Seems like yesterday I was only twenty one
Full of sass knowing life had just begun
At forty two I was still going strong
A few grey hairs but getting along
At sixty or so my pace had slowed a bit
A few aches and pains but still feeling pretty fit
Nearing seventy is where I think I first hit the wall
Noticing my gate had slowed to a noticeable crawl
The mid-seventies found me my physician’s best friend
With ailments and office visits and drugs he would recommend
Now as I prepare for my next birthday complete with aches and pains
I look back at the beginning realizing only a shadow remains
But I’m not angry or depressed as life doesn't owe me a thing
Now I spend my time wondering what the next adventure will bring
Copyright © Charles Gragg | Year Posted 2018
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