Over Eighty

Fair-weather friends on a cloudy day
     Dank, useless phrases paving the way;
     Medication, digestion, unhappy sounds.
     Like, un-like television and geriatric frowns.
     Dinner's fish;
     Breakfast can walk.
     Lunch gets me moving
     And old-timers talk.
     Dating, relating, I'm getting a visit.
     Could be important.  It's one of my children.
     Board games again.  Television's on.
     People get tired and the clock's moving 'round.
     A new Senior's here and making a fuss.
     We get scared too and he's looking at us.
     I'm snoozing right now and my friend's playing Chess.
     They'll get here quite soon, it's about time to visit.
     They need my advice and to show some respect.
     The clock's moving 'round and they'll be here soon.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2014

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Jamoner Avatar
June 23, 2014 at 6:01 PM
You have putted it well into words what old people has been through. For sure they really want to have a visit always. I am happy that my grandma is already 93 still very strong and not undergoing any medication.
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