Sixty-five

It snuck up on me

This advanced age—sixty-five

Like a stealthy thief

Bestowing wrinkles

Absconding with memories

Dimming my eyesight

And yet it feels right

Comfortable as old shoes

Or warm cardigans

Peace, people.

Author: nananoyz

I'm a semi-retired crazy person with one husband and two cats.

14 thoughts on “Sixty-five”

      1. Still feeling puny. He’s just started on a new medication and the side effects are nasty. They’re supposed to fade away in a week or so, but right now they’re making him so sick. Poor baby.

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