Over Eighty
Fair-weather friends on a cloudy day
Dank, useless phrases paving the way;
Medication, digestion, unhappy sounds.
Like, un-like television and geriatric frowns.
Dinner's fish;
Breakfast can walk.
Lunch gets me moving
And old-timers talk.
Dating, relating, I'm getting a visit.
Could be important. It's one of my children.
Board games again. Television's on.
People get tired and the clock's moving 'round.
A new Senior's here and making a fuss.
We get scared too and he's looking at us.
I'm snoozing right now and my friend's playing Chess.
They'll get here quite soon, it's about time to visit.
They need my advice and to show some respect.
The clock's moving 'round and they'll be here soon.
Copyright © Erik Spector | Year Posted 2014
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