A friend on a local site recently shared some wise words about the benefits of ageing, and they made such an impression on me I sat down and wrote this one, which is a very personal reflection on how I feel about it, but I hope it rings some bells with some of you who like me, are “of a certain age”… :-)
Growing Old Disgracefully…
As years go by and I reflect on how I’ve spent my time,
I’m more content about myself, not as when in my prime,
So many limitations stood firmly in my way,
Defining just what I could do on any given day.
Now I’m retired, with children grown, in work and in good health,,
I’ve reached that lovely stage in life when I can please myself.
I’ve known some friends who’ve passed away, that’s always sad to see,
But sadder still if at the end, they never quite broke free,
And did those things that feed the soul, stuff on their bucket list,
Just quietly to slip away, with all those chances missed.
Ageing liberates you, if you’ll only seize the day,
So much to see and do out there, and no-one in your way.
No clock dictating when and where, you’re not a fashion slave,
You set your own conditions, on how you will behave.
Not bothered by what people say, or negative opinion,
Just be yourself, and you’ll do well, safe in your own dominion.
Life isn’t a rehearsal, we only get one chance,
So treasure every moment when you get to sing and dance.
You may not be Sinatra, or that classy Fred Astaire,
But we all have our own song to sing, and moves to make out there.
No point in that “if only”, no time for that regret,
For opportunities you’ve missed, it’s better to forget,
Those hard times that are history now, they hold us back no longer,
Though painful, we survived them, and we’ve come out so much stronger.
The same goes for the future, it’s very plain to see,
Like Doris Day I have to say, that what will be will be…
So concentrate on here and now, and savour every day,
You’ve worked for your retirement, and now it’s time to play.
I’ve no plans to go quietly, so while I’m still around,
I’ll bind tight to my loved ones, and to friends whom I have found.
Our days on Earth are numbered, and no matter the amount,
As we see the twilight gathering, we want every one to count.
So yes, my hair has turned snow white, my health is not the best,
But every morning that I’m spared, I feel I’ve passed the test,
And greet another day to live, if I may be so bold,
I’m grateful just to be here, to disgracefully grow old…
Irritating personality traits haven't softened - do friendships change?
Needed but feeling left out - do others feel the same?
Where were you on this day? - moon landing