My Paintings

I Am 82


Here I am at the ripe old age of eighty-two

Can’t say I’m still standing, that wouldn’t be true

I use a power wheelchair to get myself around

As for my mental state, I think I’m fairly sound

~*~

I need some help in the morning getting out of bed

The caregiver then makes sure my two cats are fed

I eat some eggs or maybe a cheese danish instead

Some scriptures from my Bible next will be read

~*~

It still seems strange not having far to look ahead

It’s not that it wasn’t there right along, often I have said

But now it’s right in front of me, so I should not dread

It’s a fact, eventually everyone of us will end up dead

.

Author Eileen Clark

Image:google.com

14 thoughts on “I Am 82

  1. I like the poem Eileen. I am only a few months older than you. I will be 83 in November. Thinking and living one day at a time is what works for me. Keep writing and I wish you all the very best. Big hugs.

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