Old age for me has arrived.
For the fortunate few or the
unsuspecting many, as the
case may apply, that happens
over time.
(I have seen my good days and
bad, relished the happy, endured
the bitter and sad.)
Having survived my labored and
oft times abusive past, the formidable
waning of physical abilities settle in.
My rousing days of adventure and
spontaneous meandering are over.
With the best of what’s left in me,
I sit now awash in my favorite tunes
with my computer alight, waiting at
the ready for choice poetic words to
arrive and dance across the page.
Dog nestled between my tired and
arthritic legs, I find no more glorious
way to spend the end of days.
-30-
Chris Hanch 2-6-2022
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