Not Dead Yet
I received it in the mail…a card addressed to me!
I’m to meet some people for a luncheon…and this luncheon will be free!
The food pictures that grace the front of the card are, of course, a masquerade
for directly under these is this question:
Confused about hearing aids?
The luncheon might be free…but it’s hearing aids they’re trying to sell
They are assuming since I’m older now…that I don’t hear as well.
My hearing is just fine, thank you (I’m pretty sure my family agrees)
but I’ve noticed once I reached 65…I get a lot of these.
Emails, cards and letters asking me if I need things…
like an alert system in case I fall…
Am I getting the most from my Medicare?
Do I need to lower my cholesterol?
How is my sex life? Am I depressed? Am I too skinny, too bald, too fat?
not to worry if my correspondences are correct…there’s someone to help with that.
They’re concerned if I am healthy, depressed, their concerned about my heart…
apparently they think, at my age, everything’s falling all apart
I even receive messages asking if I’ve made my funeral arrangements…
or do I need to save
I guess they figure I’m further from the cradle and closer to the grave.
Now I’ve been blessed with good health and a wonderful life…each day is a happy day
So when I get these emails, cards and letters I usually delete them or throw them away…
But lately I’ve been thinking…some of these luncheons I might attend
some of these people I might have to meet….
After all, I am on a fixed income…
and even old and healthy people have to eat.
Copyright © Jim Yerman | Year Posted 2019
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