It's Not Easy Getting Old

It's not easy getting old
When I first get up I cough
Clear my throat, shuffle to the John
Sit down, and try to pinch one off

Sometimes I do, most times I don't
I wash my face but it sure is upsetting
When I look in the mirror, with mouth open
At just how old and ugly I'm getting

Most of the time at least one thing hurts
There's no telling how long it'll linger 
At work I was the number one hand
But now I'm more like a middle finger

It's not all trials and tribulations
Some days I'm full of vigor and sass 
These days I'm just awfully thankful
To be on this side of the grass!
Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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Flats Avatar
September 18, 2017 at 9:34 AM
'tis no country for old men indeed;-)
Adams Avatar
September 18, 2017 at 11:28 AM
Very true my friend, but, I just keep horning in!!........Peace....Pat
Allison Avatar
September 18, 2017 at 3:42 AM
ha ha ha keep on pushing the pen you've a long time before you are pushing up daisies lol:-) hugs jan xx
Adams Avatar
September 18, 2017 at 11:27 AM
Yeah, well that'll be the last thing to go probably. It's amazing how strong the poetry bug can get!!! Thanks for the comment Jan!!!............Pat
Hoffman Avatar
September 17, 2017 at 9:40 PM
Oh Pat; I agree getting older isn't for sissies! Keep eating (lots of veggies and fruits)/drinking (lots of water) healthy and exercising and you'll be fine~Che :)
Adams Avatar
September 18, 2017 at 12:29 AM
Sound advice! I suppose I could curb the m&m's a little bit!!...............Thanks for commenting as always...Patrick
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