When I am old
How will I know?
Will I wake up one morning,
catch sight of my already crinkly face
In the mirror and think:
'Oooh. You are now officially old.'
Is that how it happens?
I have already passed my half century.
It sounds so old,
Yet I feel less than half that.
Age is in your head.
In your general attitude.
I will know that I am old when I stop
Slyly taking glances at
Young mens' tight-trousered firm meaty buttocks,
When I stop watching muscly blokes playing rugby,
In the scrum, muscular thighs pushing....whoah!!
Young guys would not be pleased if they knew
A lady twice their age was perving at them.
When I stop taking furtive glances,
Thinking censorable thoughts,
Then I will have attained elderly status.
And then....
I think I would prefer to be pushing up the daisies!!!
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Written February 11th, 2003
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Not physically, anyway, Jan.
SOme days... I feel like it! -
Thanks, glad you like it...I'm sure you're not speaking from experience!!!
Jan ;-)) -
Cute piece here. It kinda pulls the reader in and it is humorous, but I think, true for all.
Very good! -
Nice piece
What if you see a guy in his 80's that sag's everywhere, do you consider him being old?
Get what I am saying....? Probably not, anyways, a good piece here, like the bits of humor.
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