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(with all due respect to Paul Simon)
Slow down, ya move too fast!
Got to make these old bones last.
Just trippin’ over my two big feet
And now I’m down….in a heap.
Help me, please, I can’t get up!
I am no longer a young pup,
So lend me a hand or get me a crane,
I’m trying not to be a pain.
Can’t believe I’m getting old
And this old body is beginning to fold
So, yes, I’ll slow down
And not move so fast,
Just to make these old bones last!
© by Lynn Mergen.
Used with the author’s permission.
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Lynn Mergen has been writing for years, but she didn’t begin seriously studying the craft until a few years ago. She grew up in California but moved to Colorado to attend college, where she met the love of her life. Home is now in Evergreen, but they have traveled to many interesting places over the years. Lynn enjoys painting, entertaining, her grandchildren, and laughing with family and friends. Her work has appeared in two anthologies.
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Lori Levy:
Like the humor in this poem!
Posted 10/08/2020 06:03 PM
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Anastasia:
Tottering down the cobblestones
Getting older, still feeling groovy!
What fun! Thank you!
Posted 10/08/2020 02:08 PM
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Linda Lee Konichek:
This is a delightful poem!
Posted 10/08/2020 11:31 AM
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DavidTookey:
Made me smile. thank you!
Posted 10/08/2020 10:12 AM
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mail@schoolbusmart.com:
Cute. I understand Paul called and has offered you a contract. LOL. Randy
Posted 10/08/2020 09:06 AM
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michael escoubas:
Holding my sides as I laugh, Lynn!! Well done and so true.
Posted 10/08/2020 08:55 AM
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cork:
I love the crane call.
Posted 10/08/2020 08:51 AM
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