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January 2013

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the birth of old age

Before you go telling me how young I am
and full of life,
let me mention to you about a mental age
and expectations I had when knee-high.
I knew, like children just do,
that my caretakers were old.
They had wrinkles, they were balding,
they had unexplainable spots.
They took pills to be healthy,
slept with rubber bottles of hot.
They were too tired to rollerskate with me,
and didn't feel like playing.

Yesterday I looked in the cabinet
and saw old age encroaching.
There were pills and vitamins,
creams and more pills,
some for morning and some for night.
I didn't feel like going out to play
and I was too tired for anything.
My ways are pretty set
and I am usually responsible.
I forget things like where my keys are
and whether I reset the alarm.
And I have more calm than excitement,
which makes me nervous
about losing everything I used to call "fun".
But I don't do that stuff anymore,
so does that mean I don't have fun?
Is fun only for the young and the rich?
How did I get so old so fast?

Comments

It's Beth's fault. Nothing like living with someone who just turned legal to drink to make you feel old. :-) (Just teasing, Beth. *hug*)