Thread: more old age

Old age is golden, or so I've heard it said,
But sometimes I wonder, as I crawl into bed.

With my ears in a drawer, my teeth in a cup,
My glasses on the table until I get up.

As sleep dims my vision, I say to myself:
Is there anything else I should lay on the shelf?

The reason I know my youth is all spent,
Is my get-up-and-go has got up and went!

But, in spite of it all, I'm able to grin,
And think of the places my get-up has been!

Originally Posted by KnightShadow10

Remember that when you get old, Steve..I miss seeing youScott sure needs help catching those good sized fish

Believe me I would love to be on the lake, 2 new knees and 1/2 a hip have got me pretty limited with my movement.