It's Hard to Grow Old

Leslie Boe
His skin is wrinkled, he walks with a cane;
Take close look, you'll see a hearing aid.
His bones creak, he moves slowly
It's hard to grow old.

Lotions, vitamins, dentures,
So much my body needs,
There are even diet restrictions.
It's hard to grow old.

His kids are becoming grandparents -
His wife and friends have gone -
There's no one his age to talk to -
It's hard to grow old.

Better days are gone
Memories are what he now has.

It's hard to grow old.

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  • Harriet Steinberg2/26/2009

    That is a damn good poem and unfortunately I can relate to it. My grandmother was a very wise woman. She used to say that people should start out old and end life as an infant. She knew what she was tsalking about. Keep up your good work.

  • Baconator2/24/2009

    Tell me, I can feel it in my bones, part that sucks is mentally and emotionally I do not feel old, and I am told I do not look my age, but damn if my body doesn't remind me daily that what is on my birth certific is a fake, darn it all to hell! LOL!

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