Age Knocked On My Door

Age Knocked On My Door short poem

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My head is in a real bad state
My memory is running late
I feel like I am going mad
My eyesight now is really bad
My teeth have now come to an end
Impossible to ever mend
My confidence has been destroyed
Through all the things I once enjoyed
My body is slowly packing up
I’m full of broken veins
My bones which now need oiling
Are filled aches and pains
Gravity has got a grip
The line’s are clearly showing
Moustache and beard have just appeared
Facial hair is growing
My hair is thin, My eyes are dim
My ears no longer hear
It’s time face reality
Old age is finally here
All I seem to do these days
Is sit and watch the telly
Which makes it easy to explain
This rather fat round belly
My body is slowly dying
Still I try to look my best
There is no harm in trying
As I face eternal rest
I used to be afraid of death
But now I’m not so sure
It’s something I’ve accepted
Since age knocked on my door.

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