Dawn Ferrett

Rookie - 233 Points (Portsmouth, Hampshire)

Just A State Of Mind - Poem by Dawn Ferrett

It's no fun growing old, you know.
Your joints seize up and creak.
You can remember what happened in years gone by,
But not what you did last week!

You once had luscious brunette locks.
They're thinner now, and grey.
Climbing the stairs was a doddle back then,
But now it takes all day!

The figure you were so proud of
Is rotund now, and sags.
Your face is all lined and wrinkled,
And your blood-shot eyes have bags.

Your tummy is now a pot-belly.
Your legs have varicose veins,
And the arthritis in your elbows and knees
Plays up whenever it rains.

But your soul's as youthful as ever,
Your spirit still as sprightly.
So you count your blessings daily...
And take your tablets nightly! ! ! !

Topic(s) of this poem: growing old

Comments about Just A State Of Mind by Dawn Ferrett

  • Jayne Davies (2/16/2013 8:01:00 AM)

    This sums up, exactly how I feel! Lol! Well done x Great poem! (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Friday, April 6, 2012

Poem Edited: Monday, November 13, 2017

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