by Patricia Young

Created on: August 24, 2007

NEVER

I'm never turning sixty,
That's really really old
Decrepit, ancient, wrinkly,
These facts I have been told.

Grannies are aged sixty,
With white tight curly hair.
They sit and while away the hours
Rocking in their chairs.

60 equals 6 decades,
A long time to survive.
It's seven hundred twenty months,
Days twenty-one nine one five!

Sixty means you've been sidelined,
To watch instead of play.
Too old to kick and swing and run,
So on the bench you stay.

Sixty means there's no more sex,
Imagine missing that
Without my daily exercise
I'd surely turn to fat.

Just a minute, hold the phone,
These lines are quite untrue,
This poem's just a fairytale,
Here's what we really do -

Sixty means we're free to do
Exactly as we please,
Travel, study, work or play
Each day we live our dreams.

We're called the new age 40,
But our time is all our own.
We have no inhibitions
And our tolerance has grown.

We understand the young ones,
And why they act that way,
We know that they'll come back again,
They'll all be old one day.

So when you're nearing sixty,
Don't treat it like the plague,
You'll always be forgiven
If you act a little vague.

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