Getting old

It’s strange how quickly we get old

One minute quick and then we’re slow

Not really the way I want to go

 It’s going to happen that I know
In the meantime I must make sure

That what I eat and drink is pure

And if I do some light exercise

I may live longer I may survive
So let’s now make a resolution 

And change our bodies constitution

And rid ourselves of food pollution

I think that may be a good solution
Or maybe yoga I am reliably told

If only my creaking arms could enfold

Or if my mind would let me try it

With people watching I must deny it
I’ll end up in a Zimmer frame

Shuffle along not know my name

I’m still the same person you should know

Don’t just pass me by please say hello

   Jpoet7

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