Unwelcome Guest

Time marched ahead relentlessly, While I was unaware. I jogged around the corner and Old age was waiting there. I didn't want to meet her, But had to be polite. She said she'd like to stay with me, Perhaps just over night. I let her stay, " Oh, woe is me!" She hasn't gone away. She brought such heavy luggage that I fear she's here to stay. A satchel full of aches and pains, A bag of moans and groans. She is becoming so entrenched I feel her in my bones. She follows me around all day And spoils my appetite. If I escape to early bed, She awakens me at night. Take my advice dear younger friends, Don't stop to tell her "Hi" If you should catch a glimpse of her, Just keep on jogging by.