I Do Not Want To Grow Old

Not sure that I want to grow very old

worrying about heating feeling cold

living on my own surly that’s no fun,

just memories of life, what I’ve done

do I need to suffer with aches and pain

concerns of dementia or going insane,

thoughts of not getting out, stuck indoors 

unable to do everyday jobs and chores,

needing help to get in and out the shower

sitting watching the clock hour after hour,

arthritis in my knees, elbows, and hips

loss of appetite just living on oven chips,

daily pills supposedly keeping me alive 

longing, awaiting the grim reaper to arrive,

becoming frail, needing help to keep clean

thoughts of family members but never seen,

don’t think I want to grow very old, decrepit 

want to stay young, healthy, strong, intrepid,

so what choices do I have, perhaps just one

such thoughts are saddening and so wrong.



Fiction.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2018

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Moorman Avatar
May 21, 2018 at 4:03 AM
Roy, what incredible insight to infirmity and just plain old age. My motto is that I don't plan to grow old, I just plan to live a long time. My present age of 75 has not as yet kept me from doing the things I enjoy doing --- mainly yard work. I can still run circles around many 55 to 60 year olds. God has Blessed me with excellent health, and I am grateful. My former mother-in-law had dementia and needed constant care. I pray the Lord will take me before I have to face that kind of life.
Pett Avatar
May 21, 2018 at 8:15 AM
Curtis I really like the way you’re thinking age is just a number and life is for living, I’m only 62 I’m reasonably fit and enjoy life, live and love the countryside, thanks again for your support. :))
Makama Avatar
April 28, 2018 at 7:58 AM
This is lovely and incredible. Your pen overflow with creativity and wisdom. Wishing to read more of your works...
Pett Avatar
May 1, 2018 at 4:14 AM
Thanks Funom, I really appreciate your very kind comment. :))
Cunningham Avatar
April 13, 2018 at 1:59 AM
It sucks big time Roy, we've all seen it with elderly relatives'. Live life to the full whilst your able. Tom.
Pett Avatar
April 13, 2018 at 4:06 AM
Thanks Tom, I realise there’s only one alternative to getting old and life is precious, thanks again for your support much appreciated. :)
Pigeon Tart Avatar
April 12, 2018 at 9:56 PM
Love this :)
Pett Avatar
April 13, 2018 at 3:59 AM
Thanks Maureen for your very kind comment and understanding really appreciated. :))
Turner Avatar
April 12, 2018 at 9:28 PM
Roy, growing old is being lucky, considering the alternative,but being lonely and old sucks! Love the write!
Pett Avatar
April 13, 2018 at 3:56 AM
Thanks Daniel, after seeing my mother being hospitalised again and seeing how courageous she is, I question myself do I have the strength she shows and will I cope? Thanks again for your support much appreciated. :)
Ashley Avatar
April 12, 2018 at 6:54 PM
A very introspective and thought provoking poem, Roy. Deep and poignant emotions so poetically expressed. A great write! Warmest wishes my friend..
Pett Avatar
April 13, 2018 at 3:32 AM
Thank you so much for your very kind comment Susan, getting old takes so much courage and perhaps like everyone I ask myself do I have that strength? I’m lucky at least I can write about and share my thoughts, thanks again for your support much appreciated. :))
Wanter Avatar
April 12, 2018 at 6:27 PM
I already did, Roy, what choice did I have? Have you heard anything new about time travel? LOL
Pett Avatar
April 13, 2018 at 3:25 AM
Thanks Sunlite, I think there’s only one alternative to getting old, a path not to be considered, though I might think differently if I could travel in time and see my future lol, thanks again for your support. :)
Allison Avatar
April 12, 2018 at 6:23 PM
fiction for you Roy but this hits so hard with me especially as so much of it reminds me of my elderly mum seeing her deteriorate in her health and not being able to do what she used to - she says to me 'the things I used to do for you as a child ... now you do for me, so no i don't want to get old but we have to face the fact this is all going to be reality for us one day -( hugs jan xx
Pett Avatar
April 13, 2018 at 3:07 AM
Thanks Jan, I totally understand and can sympathise, over the past few years I have observed my mother deteriorate too, she was hospitalised two weeks ago for the third time within this period, She is so courageous and rarely complains, I’m not sure that I have her courage, thanks again for your support and understanding.
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