I think I am having a mid life crisis
and if that is so
I will be a 120 or more
before I have to go
and join the Angels singing
in the heavenly choir.
Until then I’ll race around
on my walking frame
equipped with bicycled bell
and ring it as I go,
shouting to everyone Geronimo
to warn them I am coming
and stand well clear.
19 March 2009
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem