My Golden Years

I have been reading the "Pickles" cartoon every morning for some time and I am starting to relate to it more than I do "Dilbert". "Dilbert" use to remind me of my days at Boeing but it has seemed to changed lately and now I relate more to "Pickles". Some of the topics have reminded me of how my life is going and here is some thoughts that came to mind. It is still kind of rough yet but I just wanted to throw it out any way.

My Golden Years

I have been around about 60 years
Of that there is not any doubt,
I had heard of this thing called the Golden Years
But I do not know if I am in or out.

When I get up in the morning
My knees hurt when they bend,
Is this is the first warning
That I am getting in the trend?

If the aches and pains would go away,
It really would be nice.
But if I want a pinch of gold today
I will have to pay the price.

So now after I am totally spent,
I just rub in the old Ben-Gay.
I am told not to worry about the scent;
As old folks kind of smell that way.

Whenever people talk to me,
They seem as if they are far away.
Sometimes it is hard for me,
To hear what they have to say.

My eyes have lost their gleam.
Because the glasses that I wear,
Without them I cannot see it seems,
Why Me? It is just not fair!

I check my email every day;
To see if someone took the time to write.
But there is not any email today,
So I hope that everything is all right.

I make sure to take all the pills,
That the doctor prescribed for me.
They are supposed to cure all my ills,
But for me it is something I have yet to see.

I get out the old Jeep and go for a drive,
and go for a couple miles or so.
It is nice to get out even if I’ve,
Got no particular place to go.

Now as I watch the sun is setting in the west,
Nature paints her picture in the sky.
This could this one be the very best,
Of the thousands I have seen go by?

So I put away all my fears,
Sit down, relax, and listen to my favorite songs.
To enjoy all these Golden Years,
That I have been waiting for so long.