When Does One Get Old?

20 Mar

From the Heart

Louise Gibson

Louise Gibson

 

 

 

I woke up in the morning,

mind refreshed and full of hope.

There is so much I want to do-

all within my scope.

 

My spirit is willing, my mind alert-

I’ll spring right out of bed.

My mind is saying, “Go Girl”-

but my back says “Whoa”, instead.

 

Ego!  Yes, ego is the culprit

in this aging game we play.

I don’t mind saying “I”m 86”,

But “getting old?”  No way! “,

 

 

 

2 Responses to “When Does One Get Old?”

  1. Old Things R New March 21, 2015 at 4:25 pm #

    You poems are so inspiriting.

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    • Louise Gibson March 23, 2015 at 1:52 pm #

      You are very encouraging, Alta. Thank you.

      Like

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