When I Am Old
When I am old, my poor face will start to droop.
Forgetful at times, I might go loopity-loop!
When I am old, different parts of me will ache.
Sometimes I’ll wonder how much more I can take.
When I am old, new glasses I will need
to magnify all the small words I read.
When I am old I’ll sometimes want to weep
because at night I cannot stay asleep.
When I am old, I’ll be learning the names for
conditions I’d never even heard of before!
When I am old, oh how much faster time will go,
yet my moves in Zumba will get a little slow!
Not all of these things as a child had I been told
could happen, and yet they have! Already I am old!
Aug. 4, 2018 for the "For Your Poetry Journal" Poetry Contest
of Dear Heart a.k.a. Broken Wings
Copyright © Andrea Dietrich | Year Posted 2018
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