Michael’s challenge this week:
With a new year upon us and the stresses of 2020 behind us, (or are they), consider the new year and what it brings to us.
For many of us older folk, being tired and run down is often a daily event.
I’m getting on, but not THAT old,
Just my bones don’t like the cold,
Don’t like things to be too hot,
But this seems to be my lot.
Days long gone of running free,
Doesn’t help with a dodgy knee,
Enthusiasm’s something I lack
Mainly down to an arthritic back.
I liked to lie in front of the fire
Out of the draught, so a wee bit higher
Than the bed once on the floor,
So they pushed it behind the door.
Settees not for dogs they said,
So I waddled up to rest my head
On laps and pleaded with big brown eyes,
Works every time, she always cries:
Guilty conscience, treats by the ton,
Hehe, I know again I’ve won.
My battery’s flat perhaps a bit,
Tired and run down covers it,
But I’m always young at heart,
Know where the lead is and where to start,
Just slower and maybe not so far,
For distance, can we take the car?
But overall, care to take a bet?
There’s life still in this old dog yet.