Ageing

Ageing

I thought that ‘old’ would creep up on me

But no, it came all of a sudden.

Not so much the physical things we

Are susceptible to when driven

To distraction by our aches and pain

But the forgetting and the losing

Of our things, that becomes the true bane

Of life as we dodder through, knowing

That the simple things are no longer

So straightforward, but things that challenge

Us as never before. The stranger

Things we find are maybe not so strange.

We cast about for meanings and sense

Knowing less as we are believing

More. Things become stressful, pained and tense

As we prepare to take our leaving.