We're all getting older
and it's rather hard to know,
Should I remain in my home,
If not, where do I go?
Times are getting tougher,
Expenses are quite high,
I've paid all my taxes,
The pension makes me cry.
We're all getting older,
no kids on our hands,
Time to see the outside world,
See old country bands.
As we all reminisce,
Of times that have passed,
We've helped to change the future,
Let's toast and raise a glass.
We're all getting older,
Let's celebrate our lives,
We live for the future,
Taking control, we will survive.
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Yes, age catching up. This is a beautiful poem celebrating advent of old age. Very inspirational. 'We're all getting older, no kids on our hands, ' - A stark reality! I have a poem titled 'Lyn'. If you have time, please read it and say a word or two as feedback.