Vince Suzadail Jr. Poet Rhyme

Golden Years

Once sailing the high and might seas
Now I get blown over by a breeze
Could reach the stars now I can't reach my knees
Check my pants every time I sneeze
When my knees rub together it brings me to tears
Doctor says I have to limit my beers
Getting medical tests just heighten my fears
So why the hell do they call these the GOLDEN YEARS
If I don't wear glasses, I just can't see
When I get up in the morning, I just can't pee
It's almost impossible to bend my knee
My chastity belt ain't got no key
Doctor said I won't tell you no lie
You're going to live until the day you die
And the longer you live, the richer am I
If you ever lose medicare I'm going to cry
These are the GOLDEN YEARS. Let's celebrate
Bran muffins and prunes on a paper plate
Metamucil doesn't taste that great
A moving experience. that's my fate.

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Diane Christian July 11, 2014 at 3:56 PM a great poem, wel written thanks for ll your kind feedback. regards diane

Stacey Brown February 28, 2014 at 9:51 AM awe, what a sad picture of aging, but a good write none the less. Thanks for sharing and God bless, Stacey

Margaret Okubo January 12, 2014 at 1:25 PM Amazing write, funny but so true. They should be called the pathetic years.. Great write Vince. God Bless..

Ralph Sergi November 14, 2013 at 6:28 PM Great poem and humorous(I hope). Vince , I'm not aging, I'm evolving!

Sue-Ellen Newman August 7, 2013 at 4:03 AM This is priceless, love it, yes the golden years, why it is called the golden years when we go through all these complaints, well done great poem, blessings sueellen

Poet Destroyer A May 11, 2013 at 9:38 PM Hi Vince :-) wishing a very nice Mother's Day. Lots of Luv & Hugs *Linda"

Poet Destroyer A May 7, 2013 at 7:56 PM Vince, wow... I hope your golden years are not like this above, or turn out like this... however, i will raise a toast to the -...Bran muffins and prunes on a paper plate..lol... always~ LINDA

Dana Smith April 16, 2013 at 11:07 PM Hey Vince, it's been a while! Really made me laugh with this one, reminds me of my parents. =) take care

Carrie Richards April 5, 2013 at 7:17 PM This one really cracks me up!! Gotta print it out for my hubby!!! Thanks for the laugh, Vince!!

Ralph Mason April 4, 2013 at 8:36 PM enjoyed your poem Vince! The part between your ears is still golden :) Warm thoughts, Ralph

Harry Horsman April 4, 2013 at 2:01 PM Oh i sure can relate to this wonderful Poetry awesome....

K K Iloduba Jnr April 2, 2013 at 4:41 PM a moving xperience, a moving piece.

Phyllis Babcock March 30, 2013 at 1:55 PM You had me chuckling with this wonderful poem of our golden years. Wishing you and your family a very Happy Easter. love phyl

Cherl Dunn March 28, 2013 at 6:34 PM This is so true wonderfully expressed, my highest compliments of this honest write. Two cool if I could give you a ten I would but all I can say to this is amen.

Andrea Dietrich March 26, 2013 at 11:19 PM VEry good one, Vince. Love your senior humor!!!

Erich Goller March 25, 2013 at 4:50 PM Golden Years indeed,I know what you mean, I'm trying to lve them. That's a humorous story poem,I enjoyed reading it.God bless you. Erich

Jack Ellison March 25, 2013 at 2:21 PM Okay! This one's a hoot! I can relate to everything you say UNFORTUNATELY! LOL! Good one my friend/... cheers, Jack