Old Bones

With age come aches and pains and, too,
A stiffening of joints
With movements thus restricted
On the body’s weakest points.

So hips and neck and hamstrings
And especially the knees
Announce that they’re eroding
As they tighten up and seize.

Though exercise and heating pads
May help you to regroup,
Those old bones might be better off
To make a base for soup!
Copyright © | Year Posted 2020

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Mcleod Avatar
October 21, 2020 at 5:56 PM
Loved the laugh I got at the punchline Ilene. I also liked the word "too" at the end of the first line. Great style all through. Keep on keepin on. Trevor
Wolf Avatar
October 17, 2020 at 6:51 PM
My old bones probably would be best as a soup base -- plenty of meat and fat on them! lol. Cute one, ilene!
Krutsinger Avatar
October 17, 2020 at 5:35 PM
I am loving the ending and all the rest of this poem Ilene.
Andresen Avatar
October 17, 2020 at 2:24 PM
:))) ... I already feel the winter on my bones, Ilene :) - Love it :) - hugs // Anne-Lise :)
Cunningham Avatar
October 17, 2020 at 1:57 PM
Haha so true is your verse Ilene, rather they waited till i was gone before they use them for soup. Im all for recycling though. Tom
Leffanta Avatar
October 17, 2020 at 12:31 PM
At least in Hawai'i we don't need to worry about FREEZING in place! Take care! Aloha! Rico
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