I sit and sit and sit and sit and sit
I sit and sit and sit and sit and sit and sit and sit and sit
When I get bored with sitting, I take a long happy nap
Readying myself for the next ten years
I feel twenty years older than I felt three weeks ago
When I got sick, the illness kept me exhausted for twelve days
Now I do not know if I am tired or depressed
Is it old age or angst over being retired?
I have never been this old before
Copyright © Caren Krutsinger | Year Posted 2025
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