She’s getting old
And she is afraid
She’s feeling worried
Her hair’s turning gray.

Her bones are brittle
She’s feeling weak
Her hearing is going
Her future feels bleak.

Her eyesight is changing
She can’t drive at night
Her memory’s failing
She’s lost her appetite.

Her interests are waning
She can’t concentrate
Her hair’s falling out
And she’s losing weight.

What can she do?
It’s all disconcerting
She’s not feeling good
Everything’s hurting.

She has to keep going
There is no recourse
She has to remember
It could always be worse.


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Author: Patty Richardson

Writer: Film scripts, poetry, short stories.

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