There are metronomes in my minds.
As my hearing declines they get louder.
Today I've decided to enjoy, relax, and be cheery.
I'd rather die of fun than Old-timers disease,
Self-indulgence than frustration.
So-far I've broken even.
Haven't a cue.
Is it time for leave'n?
For now i'll live in lieu.
Today that's how I feel.
Tomorrow, another persona
May toc into existence,
That's less smug, dismayed
At the realization: I shall not be
Soon I shan't be extant
Has my time been well spent?
My life has twisted, my will has bent.
Of some acts I'm proud, of some repent
I'll start senior aerobics, take my meds
And vitamins, eat fish and bran, give up salt,
take up crossword puzzles,write poetry,
Endevor to live better, longer
Than? Long enough to...
Board the wrong plane,
Step in front of a train.
There's everything to do
And nothing to be done.





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