Things on me are changing
My parts are rearranging
These changes are incessant
I guess I’m acquiescent
My belly, it is growing
I’m not sure where it’s going
My belt size not withstanding
It seems to be expanding
My skin is getting wrinkly
Rugged, jagged, crinkly
More age spots are appearing
I don’t find them endearing
My ears are getting hairy
It’s really kind of scary
I trim them with a shearer
While looking in the mirror
My hair is getting grayer
I won’t be a naysayer
They say it adds some mettle
With that I’ll have to settle
My nails are growing thicker
Perhaps it’s all the liquor
I trim them very often
They just don’t seem to soften
My joints are getting tender
My back, the worst offender
My knees, sometimes a bother
I get that from my father
My sight is getting hazy
My eyes are getting lazy
I’m not in any hurry
For my vision to be blurry
But though there’s changes changing
And parts are rearranging
I don’t think I’m declining
It’s more like I’m refining!
The Brown Road Chronicles 
You’re only as old as you feel, Cowboy! Do you know it’s National Poetry Month? Tweet this under #npm!
I did not know it was national poetry month. Perhaps I’ll have to have a tweetfest of all my poems!
Excellent! Not many poets could come up with “incessant” and “acquiescent” in a sentence, let alone a rhyming couplet.
The Thesaurus and Rhyming Dictionary are my friends! 🙂
A Rhyming Dictionary! I didn’t know there was such a thing, but there it is – online.
I’m wary of the rhyming dictionary
… but I digressionary.
note: it’s called a “thesaurus” because usually people only have one … otherwise it would be an “asaurus”.
Nice! Funny too!!!
Thanks Kodiak!
feel your pain, already there….:)
Isn’t there a pill for this?!? 🙂
Absolutely delightful! 🙂
Thanks GW!
This was great fun to read, LOVE the last two lines!
Love it! Sooooooo true!
I’m not refining… I’m still working hard… and whining… at the aches that are appearing… as old age is slowly nearing.
Nice to know I’m not alone!!!!
Happens to the best of us, I guess.
Haha! Great poem! My eyes are doing the same, and it’s quite annoying!
I’ve always had perfect vision. Just recently discovered, my left eye is not so perfect anymore. 😦
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Brilliant!
What a cute poem! I really like it. This is definitely the same as my Surprise Midnight Dumpster Diving post! ❤ Thanks for linking me to it!