Senior Poetry

Anyone who has read my blog over a long period of time knows that I am a poet.  That is one thing I can remember writing from earliest childhood.   For any occasion, birthday, celebration,  graduation,  in honor of a person---you name it, I could pen a poem about it!

I still do, occasionally.  Last weekend, I was invited to share thoughts about a very special man's life, in the form of a poem, which I did at his Memorial Service.  The family appreciated the words, saying that it was 'right on' in terms of who he was.

I am not always a consistent blogger.  I sometimes go a couple of weeks without any posts.  It occurred to me this morning, that I could use my blog as a poetry place,  a site where I might "publish" some poems.

When I had that thought, I was thinking about poetry about getting older--senior citizen poetry.  I wondered if I could write any poetry on that topic?

A very difficult part of aging

 is being witness to

all the cruel things one's body will do.

No matter how much the mind has to say,

Gravity will always have its way.

Some flabby skin here

 and wrinkles there

hair all going to white.

Does one accept the process

and do it with grace, or fight

your inevitable plight?

Though surgery has certainly crossed my mind,

at the moment I am still more inclined

to celebrate those things you cannot see.

I am loving my life, internally at peace,

enjoying serenity.

Never mind the wrinkles and sagging,

and all that shows on my face;

I'm grateful for health and life and love,

and especially for the wisdom of age.