Olympics
I spend my hours these days
Watching the Olympics
With the usual champions the Americans
Canadians sometimes winning
A few medals for swimming
Women winning
Still no men
Emotional with Oleksiak
16 year old Torontonian
Breaking Canadian records
With 4 medals
Women rowers too getting there
Wrestlers, high jumpers, gymnasts,
And Nestor and Pospisil
For tennis medals. Eliminated by Spain.
22 medals for Canada, tying it to the Atlanta Olympics
In 1984...
What else can a retiree do
But leisurely watch tv
Take leisurely walks and swims
See a movie,
Pray, eat, sleep
And repeat this routine
Symbolically comparing the Olympics
To life, to youth, to that period in life
When competition was the be-all and end-all
But now I watch passively
As the young go through this Olympic process
In life, of life, youth, middle age,
Then, old age when the process ends
And life is but that Shakesperean 'walking shadow,
A poor player that struts and frets upon a stage
And then is heard no more.'
Copyright © Ed Farolan | Year Posted 2016
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