jack
24 December, 2006
Author: Clive B Ringshall
Bones now old and falling apart,
Any movement shows in the look,
Once I moved without a thought,
Today I think do I need that drink,
Children come to play and it hurts again,
Creeping around the frame ‘pain’ wonders free,
Don’t be sad and don’t be down
Coz with a smile and feet placed on the floor,
Another day has dawned and I’m still alive,
After a shower I’ll be fine
But it’s a bath I’d really enjoy
Someone once said its fun to get old
With this I agree to live each day new
It’s apart of me and deserves a name,
My ‘pain’ is now known as…. ‘Jack’ don’t ask me why,
We face each day with the adventure it brings,
Jack’s there to remind me age is a thing,
At times pills are taken to quiet Jack down,
Oh how do the youth of today do it?
I was the same and at times still do,
That’s when Jack reminds me to slow down,
See together we live in harmony
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| anonymous (71.217.12.60) -- Monday, December 25 2006, 08:50 am Enjoyed your poem. Thanks! Sometimes you feel good and you go like hell, like you were 30 again. Then Jack steps in, and knocks you in your place, because Jack is all over you and he's putting you to bed. Good poem. |
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