Every morning when I feel the sunshine, <br />filtering in my room over the hills and trees, <br />I remember my care free childhood mornings, <br />when my parents would happily toss me up and down in air, <br />I remember the beautiful dawn of my married life, <br />when me and my wife would feel eternally bonded together in the sunshine, <br />Now I am all alone welcoming the cheerful day, <br />The shadows of the past have made me think that I am getting old. <br /> <br />I look at my picture album sometimes, <br />I wonder why my hairline is shrinking away, <br />I wonder why it is getting harder to chew the food everyday, <br />I wonder where my adrenaline is gone these days, <br />why can't I play the soccer and the tennis as I used to, <br />till my kids and people around me remind me, <br />that I am not only getting old, but I am old. <br /> <br />I used to look for respect in my younger days, <br />till I realized that the respect is given not expected, <br />now I find it everywhere even from people I never knew, <br />Now I feel relaxed with no fears and pressures of life's turmoil’s, <br />I love young and old, I try to find the meaning of my life, <br />I am at peace with myself, I am in love with nature, <br />I am glad, I am getting old.<br /><br />Jay P Narain<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/i-am-glad-i-am-getting-old/
