Old Age Is For The Birds Poem by Evelyn Macdonald

Old Age Is For The Birds

Rating: 5.0


When I was young and in my prime I took my health for granted
No major ills in middle age I never raved nor ranted
So who decreed that when I reached my so called 'golden years'
A multitude of problems would reduce my life to tears
The feet that once could run a mile now shuffle round the block
The legs that once were straight and true now cause my knees to knock
Just getting up now gets me down, the hip joints creak and crack
Those dizzy spells sure slow me down, and spasms wrack my back
Kidneys too don't work so good, the lungs are getting smaller
This frame must too be shrinking, could have sworn I was taller
The eyes that used to read with ease, now often shed a tear
I'm plagued with sinus problems, and its getting hard to hear
Dentures soon will come my way, my hair is fine and thinning
I can't remember much these days, Alzheimer's now beginning
The sex drive too is on the wane, old age you just can't fight
It now takes me all night to do what I used to do all night.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Linda Gatiens 26 January 2018

I love this one Evelyn! It's me to a T! 😁😁

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Jean Dament 20 July 2010

You covered the whole gambit of getting old so well here. It was well written & enjoyed the humor too. In the last line I'm not sure if you meant to say it takes you all night to do what it took all day to do or not; as you said, 'all night to do what it took all night? ' Spiritsong

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Laurie Hill 30 January 2009

absolutely love this, humour and truth. An excellent write 10

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Njiri Wambui 16 December 2008

Good one-i could feel myself in the persona's shoes- A good read Regards. Njiri

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James B. Earley 03 March 2008

Indeed a 10 my friend! Thanks for the reminder.

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Evelyn Macdonald

Evelyn Macdonald

Leven, Fifeshire, Scotland
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