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Old Age

Old Age
by Robert J (Bob) Moore ©2020

Didn’t used to talk like this
didn’t used to moan
didn’t used to walk like this
didn’t used to groan

I always had a spritely step
and a strength was in my voice
but I guess I suddenly got old
I really had no choice

It sure does sneak up on you
and slowly but surely you find
your get up and go, has got up and gone
and you were left behind

So, now most of my free time
is spent doing what I please 
as long as it’s not too strenuous
there’s no pain in my knees

If my arms don’t ache, and my back is good
and I can move around
then I should not complain too much
there are worse to be found

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Panagiota Romios September 18, 2021 at 3:41 AM Such a perfect description of getting older. Being grateful to make it this far, is miraculous, pain notwithstanding. Glad I found you Robert. Your clarity is wonderful. Thank you Panagiota. Robert J Moore September 18, 2021 at 5:02 AM sometimes truth is not pleasent, but we have to live with it, and if we live long enough, we have to accept what comes with it Thank you for your comments

Brian Sambourne September 14, 2021 at 10:55 AM An accurate + well written posting Bob. I agree with you that to persevere is the best acceptance of growing older. Look after yourself. Best wishes, Brian Robert J Moore September 15, 2021 at 5:03 PM Yes Brian, every year there are a few more twinges, accept, and do what you can.

Anisha Dutta September 14, 2021 at 10:14 AM Second stanza is the best. We have no choice but to accept old age even we hold enough mental strength. Best wishes. Robert J Moore September 15, 2021 at 5:02 PM It comes to us all Anisha, best to accept if you can, and enjoy what you can.

Gordon Mcconnell July 14, 2021 at 12:55 PM A fine realistic portrayal of the effects of old age when it creeps up on us Bob, showing nice rhyme and flow with a little insight too. Take care, blessings, Gordon Robert J Moore July 14, 2021 at 6:36 PM thanks Gordon, comes time you have to admit it haha