Dave Moore Poet Ode

The Octogenarium

The Octogenarian 

I am an octogenarian – did I spell it right?
If not, must be weak eye sight.

Means I'm getting old
Or at least that is what I'm told.

They say I'm long in tooth,
But that is only half the truth.

Have an artificial valve and pacemaker for my heart,
While hips and knees use a metal part

I can still walk without a cane
But  joints creak and sometimes pain.

Trying to remember old friends names
Puts my great mind to shame.

Sports and games I use to play
Are just forgotten am sad to say.

Anyway,  have had a long life
Couldn't have done it without my wife

We've  been wed for sixty years
Fun and laughter and sometimes tears.

“For score and seven years” Lincoln said
Done that, now time for bed.

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Warren Doll January 28, 2019 at 10:37 AM You have explained aging so well in this well written poem, Dave. All the best~ Warren Dave Moore February 5, 2019 at 10:10 AM Many thanks. I am new to this and started to write a poem or two after I found that my father had written his first at exactly my same old age.

Robert L. Hinshaw January 27, 2019 at 4:20 PM You summed it up in fine style, Dave! I'm 88 but thankfully enjoy pretty fair health for which I'm grateful but life ain't like it was when I was 30!! Dave Moore February 5, 2019 at 10:21 AM Many thanks. You must be from the mid west after reading your "cow boy" type poems. They are fun. I am a beginner and as they say it is never too late to start something new.