Getting Old Is Not For Some
Who knew we could get so old?

John and I sitting around missing you❤
Whose getting old Boo?
John says, "Me, and you aren't far behind, that's who!
I never thought I would make fifty and here I am seventy-one!
Who knew we could get so old when we first got together hun?"
As a teen everyone past 30 was old
according to that John you are gold!
And now it is me pushing seventy
that is the new fifty
then some say eighty
is the new sixty
I say, John, don't die before me
stop getting old, you will live to see
so much more and he
says, "I don't want to get too old as
there are aches and pains
not enough gains
and you are no longer a cute young lass"
I say, you old ass!
Don't you give me no sass
If you die before me all your stuff
will go right into the trash!
No stash!
Or it will be wrecked in two years and off I go in a huff
I really am quite tough
and he knows how to push those buttons
and I know his as he has tons
of stuff he's now worried about imagining
sitting in a junk pile rusting😉
Is this all we have to look forward too in our old age?
Maybe it is just a stage
As some say you relive your childhood.
Moving back into the hood?
We can look forward to being diapered, and fed, and put to bed.
Some are.
Maybe I've gone too far!
Maybe we should go back to talk of aches and pains and staying in our own lanes.
John needs the drivers ed. class for old people, I know that
He is a rat and knows that he isn't going to stop for stop signs that brat!
Bad influence for grandchildren today.
I'm not sure he ever grew up I say.
I don't think that I am old yet. I avoid looking too closely in the mirror
I might shake lose a tear
and it may be a bit more difficult to hear
but most of all it is the memory
as at least once a month, names fail me and the emory
board and tweezer is always in use as getting old you are growing nails
and hair under the chin, no more growing like snails.
Walking on the other hand you can look a bit like a snail
when going to pick up the mail.
But what really is the alternative?
Not getting old. Okay, I'm sold, let's get old and end this missive
About the Creator
Denise E Lindquist
I am married with 7 children, 28 grands, and 13 great-grandchildren. I am a culture consultant part-time. I write A Poem a Day in February for 8 years now. I wrote 4 - 50,000 word stories in NaNoWriMo. I write on Vocal/Medium daily.



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