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There Comes a Time

There Comes a Time
by Robert J (Bob) Moore ©2021

There comes a time, and you get to a stage
when nothing just seems to work right
then you realise, it’s just old age
though you fought it with all of your might

The legs don’t work proper, the back aches like hell
to put on your socks is a chore
and if God forbid, it happened you fell
you wouldn’t get up any more

But you keep on moving, there’s still things to do
Interests, and the things you do best
You get up each morning, and face a new day
With your loved ones, but sometimes it’s a test

The spirit is willing, the body is not
but you know that it’s all part of life
and if you lived well, and enjoyed what you did
maybe you can complain to your wife

she’ll probably nod, and then say “yes dear”
I know just how you feel
after all I’ve been here, year after year
washing, cleaning, and making your meal

No sympathy .
Copyright © | Year Posted 2021

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