Aging

for me

Life gets more expensive

with every year you age

You may not notice this

until you turn the page

As all those years go by

you seem to be less strong

Something told you

that you knew this all along

Planning for the future

is destined to be a surprise

Even using a good cane

it is much harder to rise

Doors are harder to open

except in hospital where you go

Some open themselves

for those in the know

You do get to remember

some good times of the past

But the short term memory

makes you forget twice as fast

I didn't know I could write this poem

no matter how hard I would try

If anyone ever reads it

please don't think its a lie

The hardest part of aging

is how nausea comes and goes

You feel it in your head

right down to your toes

Resaurant food tastes different

even when made the same

You wonder if its the cook

who is the one to blame

I finally must add

this is a truly sad refrain

I will probably will not write

a tale like this ever again

© 2014 Sam Freeland

3.25.2014