Life Won't Offer You A Medal Poem by George Russell Cook

Life Won't Offer You A Medal

Rating: 5.0


Life won't offer you a medal
Just because you've grown old
In fact it offers little good
If the truth it should be told
You're most likely to be offered
A few bruises, bumps and sprains
Creaking joints and saggy skin
And excruciating pains
If you don't have these already
Be content with what you've got
Do not think it will get better
For it certainly will not

POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
My views on growing old.
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Brook Renwick 25 June 2022

Hi George. I was wondering if my life would get better after retirement but by the sounds of it I will be riding my wagon until the wheels fall off.

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Unfortunately Life is but a game we play. Thanks for to 5 star rating

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