Joseph Anderson Poems
A Candid View On Aging
I sat before my desk last eve
To assess my current plight;
The things I see, you might agree,
Indicate a major blight.
My heartbeat is irregular
And, likewise are my bowels;
My appetite has flown the coop
While my nervous stomach growls.
My sex drive took a wrongway turn,
On life's highway, some miles back;
My drugs for that don't seem to work
So, I'm no good in the sack.
My bones keep going crackle-pop
And my back's in constant pain;
I have fungus on my toe nails
And my garden needing rain.
My teeth and hair are getting ...
Troubled Heart Be Still
While I in acquiescence lie
To watch these troubled moments fly
And listen to my conscience cry.
Oh, troubled heart, be still.
To sit and watch, to hope and pray
And wait and want a better day;
To see my dear wife fade away,
I must hold on until-