by Roxanne Carson

Created on: November 23, 2011   Last Updated: November 25, 2011

I’m definitely getting too old for this,
My younger years I sure do miss.
Where did all my youthfulness go?
It seems my spunk’s begun to slow.

I’m getting too old for this,
I still remember my first kiss.
Now I can’t even pucker my lips,
Or dance and sway with my hips.

I use to run from here to there,
Now I bathe in a shower chair.
This has happened to my dismay,
My hair has turned a shade of grey.

To feel again my younger bliss,
Feeling young I have long miss.
I wish I wasn’t getting too old for this.

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