Sometimes my joints are aching, walking up the stair,
some other time after only a few steps I feel I need a chair.
my yell is not as loud as it once has been
when I read I do admit, without glasses I had never seen
the little letters in the book, the story should be told
Once I do buy audiobooks, I’ll know I’m getting old.
**
Today however, I celebrate, that another year has passed
where I survived and did my best, working on my future and forget about my past.
Every year is a new start and things should be taking off
(even though I started this year now, with a cold and quite a cough.)
However, the number on my bones climb higher some days I feel like fried
or like I had been cooked alive – and afterward been mummified.
**
Hold up your glass and celebrate that despite all the lows and highs
finally, in long, wide strides, AJ’s slowly getting wise!
CHEERS!!
*****
(Copyright, Aurora Jean Alexander, January 2017)
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