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Growing Old

Growing old is very strange For certain things are bound to change And others you must rearrange To fit the way you’re feeling. Since doing things requires pep And sometimes just that extra step Or daily items you must schlep No longer seems appealing. It’s easier to stay in place In home surroundings you embrace Instead of slapping on a face To prove how well you’re dealing. Not everybody feels this way. Some forge ahead and greet each day, Excited for whatever may Bring joy to reach the ceiling. Yet I don’t envy those who go From here to there or to and fro. I look inside myself and know There’s nothing I’m concealing.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2024




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Date: 10/15/2024 2:08:00 PM
I never actually thought I would ever live as long as I have. And now that I have...I'm just trying to make the best of it. Having other "kindred spirits" like you, Ilene, helps a lot.
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Date: 10/13/2024 5:54:00 AM
Aging (growing old) is a biological inevitability accompanied with rewards (improved cognition, etc) or disappointments (loss of physical appearance etc.). Personally I pay least attention to my demise, cherish more my ability to learn and create, though the gradual diminishment of both I tolerate because of past achievements. / Maurice
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Date: 10/13/2024 12:36:00 AM
I do not want to grow old but we all will, your poem made me smile, xoxo
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Date: 10/12/2024 6:28:00 PM
My giddyup is having issues! This right leg! Seeing an ortho soon. Driving is an issue.
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Date: 10/12/2024 6:02:00 PM
It's a good plan. I can't work like I use to, either. There are still plenty of things to do. I enjoy your poem.
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Date: 10/12/2024 1:15:00 PM
Getting older means more doctors appointments and attending more funerals. On a brighter note we have lived life and gain wisdom. Tom
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Date: 10/12/2024 12:42:00 PM
Ilene l can relate to this poem big time! Some days the energy level is just not there….and thats ok cus we are old haha!! Love it…Debx
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