Not much energy
left these days
when I am
the caboose
with legs once
dancing
and prancing,
now a slow shuffle
leads me to
the dinner table.
I keep testing
my mind
on checkers and
chess with
anyone left to
play,
barely able
to creep
up the stairwell.
The best I can do
is make it to
the bathroom on
time,
an achievement
worth writing about.
© Richard L. Provencher
Website: www.wsprog.com/rp/
Comments
SundaysChild | April 13, 2011 - 14:45
Much enjoyed
Richard L. Prov... | April 16, 2011 - 13:44
Thank you so much, Sunday's Child. As I shuffle towards my 69th birthday (yikes) I take pleasure in the very simple accomplishments in life. Writing is such a joy, and thank goodness there is no age limit in this genre. Seriously, the closer I get to 100 the younger I feel. My wife, Esther, agrees. Richard LP ps. thank you AbcTales for the cherry, it is an honour.
Nathan Bednarek | May 3, 2011 - 23:01
A very honest, lighthearted, yet beautiful poem. The ending is perfect. A well deserved cherry!
Nathan.