Cecilia Macfarlane Poet Rhyme

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

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Iris E. Sankey- Lewis November 21, 2015 at 3:38 PM Two lines are like warmth, amidst brutal cold. Thank you for your gem, wonderfully penned.

Robert Nehls October 7, 2015 at 7:11 AM Hi Cecilia. This is a great poem about the many changes we go through while growing old. Taking life as it comes is sometimes hard but we are still alive and grateful for yet another day. There is much that comes with growing old. Patience, wisdom, and as you say the memories are a blessing, and of course a sense of humor. Thanks for your sense of humor and for sharing it so well. I enjoyed this one, my friend.... Robert.

Sara Kendrick October 3, 2015 at 10:04 AM Enjoyed reading your tribute to old age..My mother-in-law used to say growing old is not so bad having the best time I ever had..Thanks for all your visits..Sara

Kp Nunez June 3, 2015 at 6:32 AM This is even better, my friend. Tops! The 4 lines you've added really completes the pic! Thanks for letting me know. Hugs! Kim :-)

Kp Nunez June 2, 2015 at 11:08 AM Can't resist the title! Glad I didn't...:-). Oh gawd, haha! I dread the picture you've painted, you funny you! I run no less than 3x a week and cringe at the thought that time will come when I can no longer do that...will just have to be content with the memories like you said. :-) Cecilia Macfarlane June 2, 2015 at 11:29 AM Ha, ha.....glad I made you laugh, I work with seniors so I have a front page view, makes me want to live life to the fullest. Hugs

Duke Beaufort May 31, 2015 at 6:23 PM You have pinned the tail on the donkey! All the stuff that happens must be thought of with a sense of humor. I trust you will age very well as long as you can laugh. The things that I can't stand are the aches and pains. However, a good disposition will handle that too. You are too funny. Cecilia Macfarlane June 2, 2015 at 12:03 PM Thanks Duke, laughter is the best remedy! I added two verses, I forgot about the aches and pains, TY for reminding me. Hugs

Arthur Vaso May 31, 2015 at 5:28 PM Well I was feeling kinda happy until I read this, then my teeth popped out and I dropped my walker, and my glasses fell off, when I bent over to pick them up , well , it smells a bit here now! ok Kidding, loved the poem and the last verse!!! very sweet! Cecilia Macfarlane May 31, 2015 at 5:40 PM Omg Arthur, you make me laugh out loud with this priceless comment!

Richard Lamoureux May 31, 2015 at 9:09 AM Very entertaining and scarey at the same time! Cecilia Macfarlane May 31, 2015 at 3:13 PM Thanks Rick, your comment made me laugh. Hugs

Kim Merryman May 27, 2015 at 7:31 PM I can certainly relate to this! I enjoyed reading your poem, Cecilia! Love, KIm Cecilia Macfarlane May 29, 2015 at 6:49 PM Thanks Kim, glad you enjoyed. Hugs

Skat A May 27, 2015 at 6:24 PM Hi Cecilia, Enjoyed reading one of your latest poems, Hugs SKAT" Cecilia Macfarlane May 27, 2015 at 7:09 PM Thanks Skat, I work in long term care, so I see this all the time. Hugs

Jan Allison May 27, 2015 at 2:50 PM Great descriptive write tinged with humour - true but sad words indeed - I wrote a poem last year on a similar subject:-( Hugs Jan xx 7 xx Cecilia Macfarlane May 27, 2015 at 7:04 PM Thanks Jan, we have to attach humour to it or go crazy, lol. Hugs

Eileen Manassian May 27, 2015 at 1:25 PM Hey sweetie!!! TRUE TRUE TRUE! It's so sad....the aging process. I thought I'd age with grace but I'm becoming unnerved by the prospect of it all. That last line should carry me through all the other things you mentioned. :) I haven't visited for a while. Forgive me. Hope all is well. Hugs Cecilia Macfarlane May 27, 2015 at 7:03 PM Thanks Eileen, went through a really rough patch but I'm good now, how are you? Hugs