A visit to the doctor brings explanation of many things. No, I’m not particularly ill; just getting older, and not very happy about the changes it brings.
When words fail
and there is no way
to explain.
when what was done
yesterday can no longer
be done today.
When that feeling of malaise
is not sloth but
the body shutting down,
We endure the slights and sneers,
hidden spiteful grins,
the muffled jokes;
With wisdom’s hard won equilibrium
We are too aware of what
they fail to know.
Should they live so long, they too,
Shall come one day
To this empty place.
Therefore, because we our own faults
Do have in woeful plenty,
Forgive their ignorance.
Image by Adam Jones, Ph.D. via Flickr
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