Middle age is but a tease,
Of the life that is to follow,
Running around with ease,
Is not for long, in the morrow.
The joys that are generated,
By the ecstasy of youth.
Now become highly overrated,
And ‘sour grapes’ follow suit.
The meager days that remain,
Prior to the days of grays!
It is now time to entertain,
The adage of aging with grace!
The title is very fitting.
ReplyDeleteThe best is yet to come!
I'm with Daily Panic. Things just keep getting better for me....
ReplyDeleteExcellent reminder for when I start to grumble. Your poem is lovely.
I keep hoping for the mellowness to hit.
ReplyDeleteGoodness...I am 68 and waiting for MIDDLE AGE!!! Well I will take it back. I thought I was old at middle age. Boy was I wrong.
ReplyDeletePoem made me think. Thank you!
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http://torristravels.blogspot.com/2010/02/adsensea-fun-tease-to-earn-meager.html
I'm now at the age to feel a lot of this. You're so right.
ReplyDeleteLove the rhymes, tease/ease etc.
ReplyDeleteLife is short - make the most of it.
ReplyDeleteWell if middle age is just a tease, bring it on. Actually, retirement always sounds good after a long day of work. Great attitude here.
ReplyDeletelol! 40 is the new 30. :-D Very nice poem about striving to age with grace.
ReplyDeleteAgree with Julie, its lovely.
ReplyDeleteLove this one!
ReplyDeleteI love it!!!
ReplyDelete"Middle age is but a tease,
Of the life that is to follow,
Running around with ease,
Is not for long, in the morrow."
this one especially!
hmmm. I have days and moments when the mellowing is there but most of the time? Not so much :) I do not plan to go gentle into that dark night...
ReplyDeleteA wise and witty piece. Good read!
ReplyDeleteyes, yes...thaz it!!! grace and hair color...
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