In all my Years
Blank and tired
The old man stares.
Lost in times
of better years.
The times that he
could freely dance.
Oh, how those carefree
times have passed.
With a fragile hip
that clicks and clacks.
With bones old and tired,
Cough, they crack.
That damned cane
it just weighs him down.
Without a raft,
to swim, he'd drown.
All those days
passed without a clue.
How hard life hits
When you reach 102.
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You'd written this about me @sammosk.
I like, yet dislike it because of how
Accurately it depicts my life
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Now That I've had my Hip Replacement, I hope
That soon I will no longer Identify
With this so much