Robert Lindley Poet Sonnet

Old and Holding Aces

Old And Holding Aces

I am old, youth lost does so deeply hurt
no more whiskey drinking brawls,
now slow and tired, feeling older than dirt
I no longer chase the pretty gals at all.

I am old, bad knees and snow on my head
no more , wild nights out dancing,
watch late news, now fall asleep instead
gone forever are my days out prancing.

I am old, can see the doorway awaiting
slow stepping my way over there,
Love-life over, no more sweet mating
I now can only sadly look and stare.

I am old, just damn glad to have now made it!
Do I now, hold onto last two aces or do I trade it?

Robert J. Lindley. 08-21-2015 

Note- Sonnet mixture of truth , humor and 
a sad realty!
Poetic leeway employed in the line about -
"Love-life over, no more sweet mating"
As trust me, thankfully that is not  problem at all.

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Lindsay Laurie August 22, 2015 at 9:54 PM G'day Robert... I can relate to your sonnet Robert. It's a good dose of humour and reality that hopefully continues in 'God's waiting room' - thanks mate - Lindsay Robert Lindley August 22, 2015 at 11:00 PM Right you are my friend. Tis good medicine to be able to laugh at yourself. And look back at ones blessings and follies with a clear eye to detail and avoid deceiving ones self.

Jan Allison August 22, 2015 at 4:49 PM I love the humour here and as for snow on your head mmmmmmmmmmm I love men who are greying lol:-) hugs jan xxxx 7 Robert Lindley August 22, 2015 at 10:57 PM Thanks my friend. I earned my greying , lol. I also earned many of the bumps and bruises I got as a wild young man. Life has never been a bed of roses for me but I did "pick a lot of roses" back in my time. lol And those roses were very , very FINE!! LOL

Kim Merryman August 22, 2015 at 12:04 PM Robert, I enjoyed your delightful poem! It's good to have a sense of humor about old age as it is unavoidable unless you die young. Love your explanation about your poetic leeway! Love, KIm Robert Lindley August 22, 2015 at 1:02 PM Hey, I could not let that statement stand as fact. And I ever so dearly hope that it never becomes a fact!! lol