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As I slowly get older

A reflection of life

By Calvin LondonPublished 3 months ago 1 min read
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As I’m slowly getting older

I am the shadow of the man I used to be,

My bones are getting weary

And I’ve got a problem with my knee.

My mind it struggles to focus,

Is it the weather or just me,

But the winter’s getting colder,

And the summer’s too hot for me..

Not so long ago, my life was different then

I don’t understand what’s happening to me,

Once there were countless friends

And now, well it is just me.

That, my friend, is how life is

It’s time to accept reality,

Life is short, you can’t go back,

In time, you will come to see.

No matter what you do, time simply moves on,

And one day you will be old, just like me.

Till next time,

Calvin

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Calvin London

I write fiction, non-fiction and poetry about all things weird and wonderful, past and present. Life is full of different things to spark your imagination. All you have to do is embrace it - join me on my journey.

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  • Pamela Williams3 months ago

    Our bodies do age, but our spirits shine bright! Your beautiful words prove that point!

  • Denise E Lindquist3 months ago

    The alternative always comes back to me! I'm not ready to be dead as I have so much more life to live and I'm guessing so do you, Calvin!!❤️

  • Rasma Raisters3 months ago

    Loved this, and ain't it fun getting older? Always have to be up for the challenge,

  • Marie381Uk 3 months ago

    You’re the best I love your poems this is one for the golden pot. Well done I loved it 🏆🏆♦️♦️♦️♦️

  • I go with Richard Osman's take on ageing, and I have said this many times, we can't stop our bodies ageing but we can look after them and the mind we can be what age we want.the video is in the story https://shopping-feedback.today/fiction/to-never-grow-old%3C/span%3E%3C/span%3E%3C/span%3E%3C/a%3E%3C/p%3E%3C/div%3E%3C/div%3E%3C/div%3E%3Cdiv class="css-w4qknv-Replies">

  • Yes, time keeps moving forward and we all become old. It's sad but inevitable 😩😩 Loved your poem!

  • Yulea3 months ago

    Your poem really spoke to me. I can feel the honesty in how you reflect on aging, the changes in body and mind, and the solitude that sometimes comes with it. It’s a quiet, powerful reminder of how life moves on, and how important it is to appreciate each moment, even as things shift. Thank you for sharing something so real.

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