The " Golden Years "

The " Golden Year's are supposed to be

a time of joy not of misery.

Since I hit fifty it's been all downhill.

Seems my life consists of taking a pill.

There's a pill for this and a pill for that,

and, to top it off, I am getting fat.

My steps as I walk have grown very slow.

And, my memory lacks what it used to know.

I'll keep on trying to do my best.

When it gets too much I'll sit down and rest.

I look forward to Heaven but I'm not in a rush.

So my pills I will take and my mouth I will hush.

Copyright - Gloria Martel