Tired While Retired
When younger, I would stay up late
And drink a lot of wine,
But nowadays, with half a beer,
I hit the hay at nine.
My teaching days, once filled with work,
Plus quite a long commute,
Would wipe me out for reasons that
Nobody would dispute.
Yet, now retired, I walk three miles
And pass the extra time
With reading, crosswords, phone calls
And, of course, my daily rhyme.
Though in the afternoon, I feel
Exhausted, truth be told,
Except that now, my main excuse
Is that I’ve gotten old.
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