It Comes To Us All

Getting old - it sucks.


It Comes To Us All

Today I got a present
Something I could wear
It felt quite soft and comfy
I opened it with care

But when my eyes fell on it
It just revealed my age
It was a v-neck jumper
the colour - it was beige

So perhaps I need some slippers
and a hat for when it's cold
Or those other things you acquire
When you're getting very old

But you don't know where you put them

can't find your reading specs

and other things you've forgotten 

like the last time you had sex

And your pate has long since baldened

and the remaining hair is grey

and you stare at your fat belly

with sadness and dismay

You have boobs just like your mrs

and you groan when you stand up

and for no good reason you prefer

to use the same old coffee cup

There was some consolation
for the turning of the years
One small crumb of comfort
to keep me in good cheer

That although age is something
that comes to every man
At least I saw it wasn't
a chuffing cardigan

Tim Fellows 2019