Growing Old

[Terry]

Just a bit of Easter fun - no doubt you'll see the dodgy, Expense/Inheritance rhyme



GROWING OLD

Old age starts creeping up on you and there is no escape,
the telltale signs are plain to see in your new body shape.
But once decline gets underway there is no turning back
and like our parents found before, you’re on a one way track.

You look into a mirror and you see a ghastly sight;
you’d hate to meet that ugly brute out in the dark one night.
But surely this cannot be you; you’re not as bad as that,
you maybe old, but well preserved and nowhere near as fat.

And memories both sweet and sad now dance before our eyes
and daydreams see us young once more as back through time one flies.
You pause awhile at childhood days a time you wouldn’t miss
and then that special moment comes, your first sweet stolen kiss.

The courting years pass quickly by while looking for a mate
and soon you’re walking down the aisle now face to face with fate.
And life is moving rapidly at break neck speed you race,
with children soon a drain on funds - can you maintain the pace?

And then at last you’re free again; the kids have all left home
and you become a Grey Nomad - it’s time for you to roam.
You wander then with new found friends - to hell with the expense.
you aim to live it up now on the kids inheritance.

All gather for a drink or two when once the engines stop,
and luscious booze begins to flow - a chateau cardboard drop.
Though aches and pains have now kicked in, it’s not all doom and gloom,
your symptoms seem to lesson with each plonk that you consume.

Then soon the pace is on again and it’s at breakneck speed,
there is no way to get off now, although you sense the need.
You cannot see around the bend and some begin to fret,
for we all know what lies ahead, but we’re not ready yet.

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© T.E. Piggott

[Rod Walford]

Excellent Terry! Enjoyed it - Good rhyme and metre - and I think you can be granted poetic licence at the expense of your inheritance!

[Terry]

Thanks Rod

We're going out to celebrate someones birthday on Thursday so I wrote this to hopefully amuse them.

Thought I may as well post it here while I was about it - just a bit of fun really.

Cheers Terry

[william williams]

good one mate to true to true she are


bill w

[Neville Briggs]

We're all on the way, but I don't think we can catch up with Bill

And you've done it in iambic sevens, Manfred to note. ,