You Get Old

You get old.

What’s the difference?

From the inside not so much.

In many ways

You are still

The same old you.

But from the outside -

Say in the mirror-

Who the guck is that old git!

It’s a shock best avoided if you can.

Keeping the Denial going is the key.

Yes OK! That old geezer is me!

There’s no need to make a song about it!

Or a dance, come to that,

Something else you no longer seem to be,

Quite so flexible and free

At as you used to be.

So what’s the answer?

Here’s the key:

There isn’t one!

Not in reality.

You need to take refuge

In Fantasy!

As you pass shop windows,

(Hobbling along!)

Keep your eyes

In a straight ahead direction.

Look at anything

But your own reflection!

Think youthful thoughts,

And when you breathe,

Try not to do it,

Quite so stertorously!

Do not gasp,

Or give the impression,

To passers-by,

That you might be

About to die!💀

It’s all in the mind,

But if it’s also

In the heart❤️

Then if you want to

Stay on track,

Make sure the next word

Isn’t ‘Attack!’