Ph: Life: Traveling Through Old Age Poem by Brian Johnston

(Adventures In Geriatric Land)


Does your dentist have money for Porsche that you've lost?
Is the hair on your head now the color of frost?
Is the zip in your life only internet speed?
Do your savings accounts all too easily bleed?

Does your bladder evacuate slower than sound?
Do your friends all speak louder when you are around?
Is night driving more difficult due to the glare,
Do night road signs all seem that they're needing repair?

Are closed captions de rigueur while watching TV,
Spicy foods mean you're somewhere you don't want to be?
Do you now find you look at each phone number twice,
Does it seem you're less trusting of stranger's advice?

Does high fashion place second to comfort these days,
Shoes that tie seem they must be a teenager's craze?
Does your body seem more like the shape of a pear,
Are there times you're not sure if your feet are still there?

Does your nose know what septum that deviates means?
Do you find that you're now not so jealous of teens?
Does your back really hurt at times, knees always ache?
Do you sometimes feel drowsy when life needs awake?

And do taxes now fill your whole body with dread
Are there days that you feel like you envy the dead?
Can you look at your life and still think it well spent?
Does it seem now that multitudes live in your tent?

Well if all this is true and you still greet the day,
If you don't let the little things get in your way,
If you've learned to accept and you don't fear the end
Then rejoice in arrival of mensch-hood my friend.