Aging Poem

Poem About A Changing Body

This is a poem about aging from an old man who laments in an ironic tone about his aging body.

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Continuous degeneration occurs in physical bodies of one and all with age. Realization of the fact that you are not alone in facing such issues helps in tolerating the pain. The mention of...

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A Lament Of The Aging

© more by Richard Kalfus

Published: October 2015

I am old,
So I've been told
By magazines and TV commercials
Portraying perfect complexions,
Perfect hair, no bald men there.
Perfect sculpted bodies,
Ready to jog
To save the world
In an Alzheimer's benefit run.
Am I envious?
You bet I am!

I was naked
So many years ago
Standing before the army doctor
Who wrote, without a word:
"The 19-year-old is fit to serve."

A quick glance in the mirror now
To register
The wrinkled, blotchy face,
Protruding stomach,
Breasts I never had,
The bald head of Mr. Clean,
Alas, without the muscles
Of television fame.
I look around
At the men and woman of my age
In the community pool
And am comforted
In a grotesque way
That I am one of many;
I am not alone.

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Continuous degeneration occurs in physical bodies of one and all with age. Realization of the fact that you are not alone in facing such issues helps in tolerating the pain. The mention of yesteryear by the poet also cautions the young and handsome to always remember this truth.

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