Compelled to earn a living during my youth
By hard physical labour was not such a bad thing
When promoted to pen-pushing in early middle-age,
Acquired a spare tyre, most unprepossessing!
Now too old (or lazy) for vigorous exercise
A walk round the block would more than suffice
To prevent falling prey to everyday disease;
Just two pills on prescription, it's all that I take.
Dementia and Alzheimer's are conditions I dread
No history in the family, unless kept very quiet.
Lunch, our main meal, a half-decent spread
Has salad as the main ingredient of the diet.
Drinks in moderation, at most a convivial glass
Of wine, spirits, beer, the cigar on occasion.
Cryptic crosswords do stimulate grey cells
But it's in poetry, that I glimpse a new horizon.
Categories:
unprepossessing, introspection
Form: Iambic Pentameter