Golden Years

Our so called golden years are called golden, can anyone tell me why They are anything but 'golden', the reality makes me want to cry Welcome to glasses, grey or white hair and false teeth....oh my Wrinkles galore, age spots and skin that is extremely dry Rounded back and shoulders, unable to stand up tall Hip protectors may be needed in case you slip and fall Legs may buckle at any moment, a walker you may have to choose For you don't want to end up on the floor with a ugly break or bruise Bladder might betray you, a sneeze or cough may cause you to leak Incontinent products you'll have to use, the prospect can be bleak People think your ignoring them for your oblivious when they speak Put in your new hearing aid and change the batteries every week Your joints are achy, it hurts to move, pain becomes your worst villain Darn infections wreck havoc, you have a repeat prescription of penicillin Your extremely forgetful, objects seem to disappear on their own Forgetting your best friends name makes you want to groan Long term friends are passing away, funerals become a social event Wearing black way too often, leaves you with feelings of discontent If by chance Dementia robs your mind, and even yourself you can't recall Every day becomes a brand new day, reinvent yourself and have a ball Even though you can conclude it's your body that has mostly betrayed What is truly golden is the countless priceless memories you have made 5/29/2015