Still Abloom

Youth! Youth! Sublime and heavenly!  Blink though and you’re suddenly seventy!  Distant memories are lucid and bright.  What the f was dinner last night?  Tossing footballs and plastic discs?  Now nary impossible with rotator cuff osteoarthritis.  My new favorite drug is cortisone because it assuages the pain of bone on bone.

Decades of work and a busy life—bust down those doors! Now I’m pooped out doing an hour’s chores.  Yet it’s fun watching folks drive to their crummy jobs while on the couch with tea and bud, still in sweats, being a slob.  Let them beat their asses with stress and futility—I’m resting comfortably on Social Security!

Hit the clubs, all drunk and dizz.  Now two beers and all night I whizz.  Out and about past the midnight hour, now the only bars I hit are in the shower.   Partying ‘til the cows came home was all good and fine, now closing time is bed at nine.

Was it “hello my dear” or “you SOB” my wife just mumbled?  Can’t really tell cuz my hearing’s jumbled.  Rock played full blast has killed my ears at last.  Damn you Stones, Zeppelin, the Boss—-you loud-playing bastards caused my hearing loss!  

Sex was a long pleasure cruise, great to the bone, now just a sputtering jaunt with low testosterone.  Once perusing magazines meant to relieve, now I get off reading AARP.

Yet for all the downsides one thing is clear—despite fading out, I’m still here!  Each moment, each day, each year to savor, especially since most of my friends now lie cold in their gravor.

By CraigE

From: United States