The hand shakes
The back aches
The heart quakes
Then life breaks.
Got all first three, one more to go then goodbye.Well written.
The symptom of old age is nicely executed. Beautiful poem. Thanks for sharing.
Spot on. Brevity is the soul of the wit. Your poem illustrates that well.
Your poem is pretty well right on. As we age our beings become more frail usually. Thank you for sharing. RoseAnn
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
This is a sad but true summation of the way I feel as I turn 76 years young today. Good Write, short but true, Your friend Lynn