Judy Ball Poet Light Verse

Old Age

OLD AGE

My hair has turned gray,
My hips lost their sway,
And my knees have started to creak.

I`ve got corns and bunions,
My arches have fallen,
And my bladder has started to leak.

I`ve got glasses too,
Keep around pairs, a few,
`Cause I can`t always find them, you see.

It`s a must needs to keep them,
`Cause if I can`t find them,
I can`t see to put in my teeth.

My knees are both achin`,
And that has been makin`,
My back hurt clear up to my head.

My youth is gone too, Dear,
But old age I don`t fear,
I`d rather be old than be dead.

So keep on a-smilin`,
And keep on defyin`,
The Grim Reaper long as you can.

I`m goin`full tilt,
Until I get kilt,
Or die from old age, that`s my plan.

                                                    Judy Ball

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Crizz Pie June 30, 2017 at 8:19 AM I`d rather be old than be dead, i totally agree with you. I have started to get Gray hairs, it is an interesting experience. I am really excited about all the funky colours i can dye my hair xx

Michael E. Harris June 29, 2017 at 8:37 PM Thanks Judy. I like your humor.

Mark Hughes June 26, 2017 at 2:53 PM Unfortunately I can relate, Judy, clever & cute! Thanks for sharing.

Ingibo Benson June 23, 2011 at 10:22 PM Old age will come to everyone, but the thought of this makes many people sick. I love this one too. Judy Ball June 24, 2011 at 6:06 AM Thank you so much my friend. Glad you liked it. It was fun to do this one. God Bless, JB

Delysia Hendricks June 22, 2011 at 5:01 PM hahaha. Good one, my friend. I'm enjoying reading you, smooth poetess. Keep 'em coming. Hugs, Licia. xxx Judy Ball June 22, 2011 at 5:16 PM Thanks so much my friend. Glad you enjoyed this one so much. It was a real fun write. God Bless, JB

Mike Dailey June 22, 2011 at 3:23 PM Old age is just a figment of our imagination but I can't explain all the madadies that it inflicts. At almost 63, I am not sure just what is old. Mike Judy Ball June 22, 2011 at 4:07 PM Well I guess I`m a bit older than you then. I turn 64 come October. Glad you enjoyed this piece. God Bless, JB

James Foulk June 22, 2011 at 2:53 PM I can relate to this one, you wrote a wonderful piece of poetry that tells it all. Check out my new one, When you're Young, i tell about going from young to old age. Judy Ball June 22, 2011 at 4:09 PM Glad you liked this one my friend and I did see your,`WHEN YOU`RE YOUNG`` lOVED IT. Thanks so much, God Bless, JB