As I Have Now Grown Older Poem by James McLain
As I Have Now Grown Older
And now I musnt get sick or ill
In my old age.
I fumble in my bag for reading
Glasses.
I forget to pay my rent but my
Landlord reminds me.
I wear all purple now being old
I now can pull it of.
And yes I must confess I am afraid
Of death.
I won't fight death, the drama it
Would cause would be embarrassing.
Death could come so many different
Ways.
I also would hate to shit or piss
Myself.
As I grow even older I have realized,
There is only one way
To meet death on my own terms and my
Terms would be
To not go gentle into that good night.
Sometimes the same feelings creep up into me too. Beautiful poems on life as one begins to grow old. The poem is nicely crafted and has a nice flow. Thanks for sharing.
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4/29/2024 7:23:06 PM # 1.0.0.1119
A very nice ageing poem that we all can keep in mind whatever our age because whatever you are going through I've seen happen to all aged. So it's a great realistic poem. The ending was surprising and strong. Kudos. Pls pleez do comment/ write your thoughts under my newest poem too titled, ' smart phones and smart cars...."