Oh how I yearn
for days long gone,
When lust
for life was king...
When youth was
joyous, full of zest,
My ears had
not strange ring.
When energy was
at its height,
And life was
like a game...
Fun to tackle
and take on,
With age it's
not the same.
Aches and pains
come creeping in,
To stake and
claim a place...
Like crowded
houses in a row,
Each one with
tiny space.
Hiding somewhere
deep inside,
Just
waiting 'til they're ready...
To make their
presence known to us,
With pain
relentless, steady.
Vertigo is a big
surprise,
It hits like
lightening bolt...
You learn to
hold your head in place,
Prevent the
next big jolt.
You either gain
some excess weight,
Or lose the
weight you had...
Neither one is
what's ideal,
And either
one is bad.
Retirement means
you have the time,
To concentrate
for sure...
On all the
newest aches and pains,
Your
body now endures.
After a lifetime
of feeling good,
And healthy
as a horse...
Who loves us
more than anyone?
Our GP does, of
course!
(c)
08/09/08 Loree (Mason) O'Neil
Midi
playing is: Digging Up Bones
