Age Poem by Juan Olivarez

Age

Rating: 5.0


The eyes are maybe,
Not as bright.
The knees hurt constantly now,
I seek the warmth and the light.
But I still have my teeth.

I've lost a step,
Or maybe two.
My beard has now gone white.
But I'm not lonesome or blue,
And I still have my hair.

It seems my age at last,
Has caught up to me,
After so many years.
But I can comb, and walk, and see,
Thank you lord, for everything.

2/26/12 Alton Texas

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Smoky Hoss 28 February 2012

I understand this one.......boy, do understand!

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Cynthia Buhain-baello 28 February 2012

Wonderful declaration from a senior poet like me! Thank you for writing so honestly about age. I like this poem very much.

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