My age is getting up there. <br />Middle age is knocking on my door. <br />They say I shouldn't worry... <br />I'm only thirty four. <br /> <br />I'm noticing the wrinkles. <br />I sense that double chin <br />is creeping right up on me. <br />Fight gravity? ? I can't win! <br /> <br />I use to feel so youthful. <br />I thought I'd never age. <br />Back then I planted flowers. <br />Today I'm growing sage. <br /> <br />Sometimes I forget my own age. <br />It's not that I contrive. <br />Like when I wrote my bio here <br />I SAID I'M THIRTY FIVE! ! <br /> <br />Is that a sign of old-age?<br /><br />Mary Nagy<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/old-age-6/
