Ageing (2) – For Robin
Never mind the joints that
the bones more brittle
than they were at twenty.
The memory lapses
and the end resembling the beginning
as we toddle much like toddlers,
Into age and then beyond
all of it is part of the ride.
From that first slap alive we travel
on deaths road. Life like everything
has a beginning, a middle and an end.
Wherever you may think you are
on that chain,
surprises cannot be avoided.
I promise you that growing older
in all ways but one is safe and
easy, something to be savored.
The downside? Outliving friends
that cannot be replaced, those
few that always make and made
Live for those who did not complete
the journey, make a difference
Rod McKuen, Rusting in the Rain.