I’m not the man I used to be
In fact I’ve changed considerably.
Sixteen stone my fighting weight.
I really don’t appreciate.
The fact I’ve lost a lot of weight
Eleven stone is all I weigh.
If I step on the scales today.
The other five faded away
I used to be six feet two
It seems my height is shrinking too.
I can’t deny that this is true
Six feet is the best that I can do.
I do not let it worry me
I think that very possibly.
I am the way I’m meant to be.
Although there’s rather less of me.
Much less than what there used to be.
What’s left still works efficiently.
Although I tire easily.
Old age is creeping up on me
sneakily and stealthily.
My aches and pains reminding me.
I’m not the man I used to be
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem