Old by Capricorn

Crepe paper skin
Body that sags
Under your eyes
Two dark bags

Memory fading
It comes and goes
Remembering times
So long ago

Joints stiff and painful
Sometimes they creak
Now your muscles
Feel really weak

Liver spots like blotches
Of ink from a pen
I know you wish
You were young again

Take it easy now
Take it slow!
What are you doing
O! don't you know?

Wish clocks could turn
Back to before
But tomorrow's today
Of that I'm sure

Must make the most
Of each passing day
For before very long
You will pass away.

barb (206.191.91.140) -- Saturday, November 9 2002, 07:27 pm

a poet is born
At least your writing rhymes.very good writing cap.This reminded me of a saying I heard once,"Women are like wine . They get better with age"

Capricorn (62.30.192.1) -- Sunday, November 10 2002, 10:41 am

Barb - you make me laugh!
You have brought a smile to my face now. If I am like a wine, getting better with age I must be mature & full bodied!! HA HA!!

barb (216.123.56.4) -- Sunday, November 10 2002, 08:36 pm

laughter
that's what I'm good at making people laugh. My way of living, my big mouth, my ideas wierd but funny,I make myself laugh too cap. full bodied eh Ha Ha

greg (172.194.196.243) -- Tuesday, May 16 2006, 12:44 am

can I?
could I use this poem 4 a poetry anthology I'm doing 4 school? I will put that you wrote it, I promise!!!

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