Just An Old Fart Now

Not so long ago,

I said “whatta ya know,

I’m aging pretty well.”

Then came that day,

I heard the mirror say,

“old man, you look like hell.”

     And that’s the truth…So it would now appear that I’m…

Just An Old Fart Now

 I remember when

I had no fear to jump

and I didn’t bruise

at the slightest bump

and I wasn’t mistaken

for a lump.

On the couch

or in the bed.

~

 When I could move

without a pain

and I didn’t ache

every time it rained

and it was kind of cool

to be called insane.

with no thought of old age

in my head.

~

 I thought I’d always

be young and strong

and through this life

I’d cruise along

But I don’t know where

that plan went wrong.

And left the old fart

here instead.

~~~

 Jack Downing

May 2012

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