Time marches on inexorably
And drags us all behind
It weakens human bodies first
And then it robs the mind
It moves on surreptitiously
Doing damage as it passes
You start with store-bought choppers
And then next, you're needing glasses
Your arches fall-your knees give out
Your back contracts lumbago
Just when you think you're still a stud-
Then that's the time that they go
And watching autumn leaves fall down
You start to feel your age
You realize the 'Book of Life'
Does have a final page
So then you take your glasses off
And try reading it much slower
The light grows dim-the sun of life
Is suddenly much lower
But if George Burns at 100
Could flash a smile so bright
Things may not be all that bad
In fact-I feel alright!
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Reviews of "Tempus Fugit"
Reviewed by Connie Hinnen Cook (Reader)
Reviewed on April 11, 2003
Ah, what Mother Nature giveth, Father Time taketh away.
Clever piece, John...and, true!
Reviewed by Claywoman (Reader)
Reviewed on April 6, 2003
John, I love you! You have captured what it is to grow older! ( you notice I didn't say old?) I still have most of my teeth, but I relate to canes, Bengay, and bifocals....hehe
Hey John, This was quite wonderful! Feeling the age today are we? Its that damn snow! Wait till spring really blooms, and I bet you find you still can step quite lightly! After all, you are still so young at heart!
LOLOLOL lately i've been feelin' my age...my bifocals quit focaling *grins*, my back gave out a looooong time ago, my arches done fell...and i'm havin' more and more "senior" moments...what did i come into this room for?? i always say this, no matter how bad i feel...anyday you wake up, ABOVE ground, and breathing, is a good day! adorable poem...love it very much! ((((HUGS)))) from an old 44 year old LOL...love, karla. :)
Mary Angela Nangini's poems celebrate the richness of life and love. From the city to cottage-country and the roads in between, Nangini explores the changing seasons of her varied region. (This book will soon be reprinted in hard cover.)
This collection of poetry addresses the nature of time, reflections on the natural world, the difficulty of loss,
contemporary social issues and gratitude for life.
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Clever piece, John...and, true!
Sandie Angel :o) a.k.a. May Lu $*_*$
Love this poem,
Reindeer
I love poems about aging because thats something we all do!