My age is getting up there.
Middle age is knocking on my door.
They say I shouldn't worry...
I'm only thirty four.
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TAKE IT FROM AN ABSTRACT SENSE...TIS JUST #'s...they don't make us ...we made them up...so in the scheme of things we can be any # we feel! I LIKE THIS PIECE...NEVER TACKLED AGE, YET.....AAAH, IM TOO OLD TO START NOW! LOL! ''''''''''''''''''''''''FRANK
TAKE IT FROM AN ABSTRACT SENSE...TIS JUST #'s...they don't make us ...we made them up...so in the scheme of things we can be any # we feel! I LIKE THIS PIECE...NEVER TACKLED AGE, YET.....AAAH, IM TOO OLD TO START NOW! LOL! ''''''''''''''''''''''''FRANK
Back then I planted flowers Today I'm growing sage Sums it up glowingly. Both are lovely.
love the poem..one thing to correct though..it's 'used to' not 'use to'
Mary I agree with poetry hound, how can you think you are getting old when you are so talented. I am 62 and I still feel the same as I have always done apart from a few odd creaky bones. Loveing life, and every thing that it can give. It's so presious I call life my 'Gem' a gem make chip or scrach, and it could be as old as time it self Yet when it's polished up, It shows it grade in caret, s.
I'm sorry, Mary, I just cannot sympathize with a 34-year old complaining of old age.
Ahh, Mary...dang...this is just perfect...excellent...you nailed this to a tee...right on...I wrote a poem that is on my page here on this site called 'Life Begins At Fifty'...I would be delighted if you could take a look at it and tell me what you think... Lare
Mary, you may be growing older but your poetry will never get old. Great as usual. Brian