Most need help in old age,
bent and bending,
clogged hearts, ever aches,
lungs fight for breath,
diseases winning.
Not like that for some of us —
healthier, some infirmities, but mobile,
deep breaths, pumping hearts.
nothing really serious.
Good for helping,
good for being there,
good for straightening the bends,
consoling, hugging, listening,
knowing at some point it will be us
needing the kind eyes, firm hand,
a lift, a strained ear, soft words.
Doug’s mother made it to 106.
Miss Daisy was still driving herself
at 102, going to all family fun.
Her husband passed at 86,
struggled the last few years.
She was his angel.
Be glad we are not aging
at the same pace—
else no angels standing by.
Originally Published on Wishbone Words