Poetic Verses
Senescing
As a child sitting around and listening to the old people
Complaining of all types of aches and pains conceivable
There were diabetic, hypertensive and all form of arthritis
My little mind confused wondering; how could such exist
Then as some of them wanted to read the newspaper or a book
From somewhere they produced those oculars to have that look
This to me was something strange seeing this type of exercise
Because I could read those fine printed pages with my naked eyes
So on those walk seeing them moved around at that labored pace
Would run quickly past them and smiled, saying I have won the race
Smiling one of them will smilingly say, you ran by me so fast today
But over the process of time you too will be in this slow way
Time move on and the years flew by and I have grown
The reality of age with time most definitely hit home
Listening to and seeing my parent going through that cycle
This certainly re-enforced in my mind what is glaringly possible
How that message got drove home about that of senescing
One day so small and have two young energetic parents after you chasing
No I am growing and they are showing those sign depicted by aging
So no matter what in them there is that evident sign of stripping
Yes there is that feeling in me that are indicative of that sign
Because my aches and pain seem to be lasting a much longer time
Now too if I have to read even the smallest extract or an article
On can surely bet that I shall have to employ some spectacles
One of life's greatest lessons is learnt through that experience
And that the cycle between me and my predecessors, show no difference
So therefore in my youth; I have watches them growing old
And one day too some else will observe me as I joined the fold.
Complaining of all types of aches and pains conceivable
There were diabetic, hypertensive and all form of arthritis
My little mind confused wondering; how could such exist
Then as some of them wanted to read the newspaper or a book
From somewhere they produced those oculars to have that look
This to me was something strange seeing this type of exercise
Because I could read those fine printed pages with my naked eyes
So on those walk seeing them moved around at that labored pace
Would run quickly past them and smiled, saying I have won the race
Smiling one of them will smilingly say, you ran by me so fast today
But over the process of time you too will be in this slow way
Time move on and the years flew by and I have grown
The reality of age with time most definitely hit home
Listening to and seeing my parent going through that cycle
This certainly re-enforced in my mind what is glaringly possible
How that message got drove home about that of senescing
One day so small and have two young energetic parents after you chasing
No I am growing and they are showing those sign depicted by aging
So no matter what in them there is that evident sign of stripping
Yes there is that feeling in me that are indicative of that sign
Because my aches and pain seem to be lasting a much longer time
Now too if I have to read even the smallest extract or an article
On can surely bet that I shall have to employ some spectacles
One of life's greatest lessons is learnt through that experience
And that the cycle between me and my predecessors, show no difference
So therefore in my youth; I have watches them growing old
And one day too some else will observe me as I joined the fold.