Rockin' Chair Boogie

There's nothing the matter with me,  I'm just as healthy as I can be. I have arthritis and chronic pain, And fibro fog clutters my brain.

My muscles ache and I have dry skin, But I'm awfully well for the shape I'm in. And my diet I try hard not to think about,  Doesn’t do any good to whine around & pout.

I'm overweight and I can't get thin, But I'm awfully well for the shape I'm in. And arch supports I need for my feet.  Or I wouldn't be able to walk down the street.

Sleep is denied me night after night, But the morning brings beautiful sunlight. My memory's failing, my head's in a spin, But I'm awfully well for the shape I'm in.

Old age is golden so I've heard it said,  But sometimes I wonder, as I go to bed.  As sleep draws near my pain starts to melt,  I’m learning to deal with the hand I’ve been dealt.

The reason I know my Youth has been spent, Is my get-up-and-go has got-up-and-went! But really I don't mind, when I think with a grin, Of all the places my get-up-and-go has been.

I get up each morning and dust off my wits, Getting my body to move is quite often the pits. I eat a good breakfast to start off my day, Put a smile on my face & God shows me the way.

The moral of this as the tale unfolds Is that for you and me, who's bodies feel old. It is better to say, "I'm fine" with a grin, Than to let people know the shape we are in.

So...All I can do, is all I can do.
But all I can do is enough.
Life isn’t always easy or fair,
But think positive and hang tough.

From the poem "Senior Citizens" 
written by Daisy Anderson

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