Growing Older

Hairline receding slightly Waistline a little thicker Gravity winning the battle A few centimetres conceded Even when walking proud Hearing less acute Necessitating the TV turned up loud Eyes needing brighter light Small print now a challenge A world through four lenses No longer two, especially at night Joints a little rustier Movement less fluid Skin a little saggier “Less firm” more polite Settling in grooves and furrows No longer snapping back White and random hair sprouting On head, from nose, in ears and on chin The body the battleground scars of advancing years A war we will never win The mind and mood another matter Age the superhero variable Calmer, more sanguine Experience and wisdom to the fore A knowing wink and smile Having done it, got the t shirt before Random knowledge twinned with insight TV quizzes a breeze Navigating life’s necessary turbulence With greater confidence and ease Youth is not to envy Advancing years we should embrace The folly of the young Firmly in the rear view mirror We stand as time flies past us Knowing a more contented future awaits