Liver spots
Have begun to appear
On my sixty
Year old hands.
The hair on my head
Is thinning
But still auburn
With some white.
My beard is now
Mostly white with
Some grey
And a little auburn.
Some of my teeth
Are gone others cracked
But still I smile
My knees hurt
All the time now
Braces and glucosomine
Tablets are the norm.
I don't eat as
Much now and again
As I used to
Once upon a time.
Oatmeal has replaced
Eggs and bacon
And Jimmy Dean
Rooms to let fifty cents.
I like Roger miller more
But he doesn't make sausage.
And yet
I am happy
Finally in my life
I smile more.
One day closer
Each day to the grave
And I no longer
Worry.
I laugh
I cry openly now
At long last
I am at peace.
5/23/14
ALTON TEXAS
Death is an inevitable end....yet people fear it....amidst such cowards, I feel glad to have found a person who at peace with laws of nature. This is what will actually keep you alive! ......lovely motivational write!
Simple and beautiful, understanding about living, what it truly means. To be grateful for your experiences, pleased to be here, with no fear of what is to come for us all. Thank you :)
This is excellent! Its based on real life journey. Thanks for sharing
Oh Juan! You know I'm a fan anyway but this piece I can so easily relate too! Just the other day I looked at my arms and thought, Jeez, my freckles are getting bigger! Lol. Needless to say they're those dreaded spots! Can so easily relate to many details in this poem. Lovely job my friend!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Well, I'm 67 and no liver spots YET! ! Great poem Juan, but sadly, age doesn't always bring such contentment. Good for you though, keep it going.