It’s my Dad’s birthday today
He’s 78 years old.
Next week I will be 47.
Getting old is shit.
There are some good bits,
I think I’ve only been, not
Happy, but content since
I’ve been in my ’40’s.
Before that I spent way
Too much time worrying
About what people thought.
Now I really don’t care.
If I did, I wouldn’t have
Published a word. It’s
The physical aches and
Pains that get me down.
I fell off a stepladder
About five months ago,
20, or even 10 years ago
I would’ve laughed it off.
Not now, I’ve been hobbling
Around, in agony, ever
Since. It’s all part of the
Whole, I suppose.
You may get the wisdom
You may not, but you’re
Sure as shit gonna get
The pain.