I wrote this after sitting with my mum one afternoon and listening too her and realising how she felt.

OLD AGE

Silently alone I sit and think of times gone by,

My memories are crystal clear, they sometimes make me sigh,

 Please take some time to listen, come on now , take a seat

And let me talk of bygone days when kids played in the street

And twopence bought a chocolate bar and Bobbies walked the beat..

 

The wealth of knowledge that I’ve gained I’d like to pass along

It seems like only yesterday I travelled to Ceylon,

The memories of my travelling days are really very dear

But what I had for breakfast, if I had some, isn’t clear

 

I look so thin and haggard now, my teeth are very few

My face is full of laughter lines  my body’s wrinkly too

But once I was a pretty girl, with suitors by the score

I looked so sleek and elegant, I couldn’t ask for more.

Old age, it comes to everyone, unless of course you die,

You can’t stay young forever  as the years just roll on by,

I’ve tried to grow old gracefully and thank my lucky stars

That I’m still alive and kicking and not pushing up the grass.

 

The thing that makes it all worthwhile is family you see

If I could just remember who is who and what they said to me

Was it Jack or was it Jim , or maybe Ken or John,

Did Charlie come the other day or was that Tim, his son

It really is a muddle, I’ll never get it right

But I‘m grateful for my long,  and very happy life.     

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