I Love Poetry

Age is but a number they say
As I crawl out of bed , at the break of the day ,
Creak,
Creak,
Creak ,
Is that the joints?
Don't want to speak,
Grating teeth to a point.
Squinting eyes, feeling around,
Face all crumpled,
Fear of hitting the ground.
Catch myself in the mirror
As I pass through the room,
A tongue is pulled out at me
Out of the gloom.
I chuckle and smile
This is just what I need,
My spirit is lifted,
As I pick up my speed.
I make it to where I needed to go ,
Just in time may I say
As I go with the flow .

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PoetryNEmotion · F

This is good. We slow a bit, day by day, moment by moment as it is natural. I have to take good care of myself. I use a lot of natural remedies. But I am getting older each day. And I just have to accept this path with grace. I liked your verse. I shall check yours out.

Gossamerwings · 70-79, F

Yes we do slow down, but I feel that smiling helps chase the pain away, thanks for reading .

PoetryNEmotion · F

@Gossamerwings: I remember you from EP, right? A poetess like me. A positive attitude goes a long way in this lifetime.

Gossamerwings · 70-79, F

@PoetryNEmotion:Yes I did post a few on EP.I must check yours out, if I can , I'm still finding my way on here 😊

PoetryNEmotion · F

@Gossamerwings: You can just go to my replies section. Follow down through all the questions and answers. My poetry and my stories are easily found. Enjoy. Feel free to comment. I would enjoy your thoughts. And I look for inspiration everywhere! I have only been here for a few weeks, myself!