Old Age Is Inconvenient
The day I fell off a chair and damaged my leg
I was amazed, for I had been resilient before
It took me a long time to heal my torn meniscus
I had bruised the bone too
I went from a wheelchair to a walker
Your damage might have been caused by your age
The workman comp doctor said
So they refused to fix it
Saying it would heal itself
It might have if I had been younger
But I wasn’t
Then my eyes went
I found myself holding the paper out
A tiny bit further each day
I started out with one point five readers
Now I am up to point three point five readers.
There are spots on my hands now, I feel like an old leopard
I began to fall apart at age fifty-five
Before that birthday, I felt young and exuberant
My enthusiasm has waned a bit
Thanks to arthritis in both ankles
Which means sometimes when I take a step
it feels like I have broken both ankles
Old age is ridiculously inconvenient
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