Growing Old Sucks (A Poem)

My knees are sore
I think there's arthritis in my wrists.
I have muscles hurting
I don't even believe really exist.
Just once, I'd like to sleep through the night
Without having to get up to pee.
Did I really just pull something in my side
Because I had to sneeze?

Image courtesy of Pixabay

So many new toys advertised on TV.
With which I wish I was still young enough to play.
But, it would be wrong for me to buy them for myself
Especially since there are bills to pay.
I don't get to enjoy snow days any more.
Those are a thing of the past.
It doesn't matter if we get a blizzard.
I still need to go to work and get there fast.

Image courtesy of Pixabay

I never seem to take a break any more
So much to do, so much stress.
All I can do right now is live in the present.
Will I get to take it easier in the future? That's anyone's guess.
Oh how I would love to stay out late and have fun on Friday nights.
However, most nights, I'm lucky if my eyes aren't closing by 9 o'clock.
I don't know about the rest of you
But, I think growing old sucks.


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