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How Did I Get This Old – Flash Fiction

Growing older

Growing wiser

Kids are grown and gone

Bones are aching

Back is breaking

Arthritis settling in

Many memories to enjoy

When I can remember them

Retired early

Now I’m squirrely

But writing is my thing

Gray hairs are abundant

Get new ones every day

Always looking forward

To the month of May

Cataracts developing

Sight is getting worse

I really think the eye doctor

Put on me, a curse

Look forward to my naps

Each day at three

If I didn’t have them

I’d be cranky as can be

So, let it be told

I am old


©Susan Zutautas 2019

This was written for a flash fiction challenge over at Carrot Ranch.

5 Comments Post a comment
  1. Oh, yes, and anthem to growing old! Once I was young and naive, making memories to keep me company in old age. Ha — if I can remember them now!

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    May 15, 2019
  2. delightfully cheeky and very relatable … you went to town on age!

    Liked by 1 person

    May 12, 2019
  3. I loved every word of it, and recognised many

    Liked by 1 person

    May 12, 2019

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