Tuesday, July 15, 2008

old and falling apart

Somedays I feel old
Like I'm falling apart
And I really do wish
I could get a restart

I feel I have pain
I feel I get sore
Gotta get things done
Gotta do even more

One knee, it gets stiff
The other's replaced
The price that I pay
For things done in haste

My back is so sore
And I can't turn my neck
But I think about this
And say what the heck

The life I have lived
And the things I have done
I look at it all
And I have had fun

Some people were born
In worse shape than I
Never even a chance
To look in the sky

It's not all that bad
To have aches and pains
Some just are payment
For all my great gains


Jen said...

Your poetry isn't hurting, that's for sure! :)

74WIXYgrad said...

My poetry feels good
When I know it gets read
And Jen eases my aches
By statements she said

Daisy said...

When I feel like this, Cliff, I try to allow myself to do some things that I enjoy---read a good book, listen to music I like, watch a funny movie. It helps me to get my mind off the aches and pains and get in a better mood. Then it seems I start to feel a little better too!

Very well written poem! I liked it. :)

Pat Jenkins said...

i don't know if this is depressing or uplifting???!!... hmmmm!!