Im 60 now
and my sister says
I do the marsupial walk
a short stop in the middle of the path
I realise my energy levels are low
its like preparing for old age
The pitfalls of the cannot do 60
but it can be a delight
You know your own mind
and have a turn of phrase
and Ive got my poetry
2 clubs and Morley College
I weave my own truths
and create my own world
in quick pace I can stir a fire
in the gains of ones life
or adulate my half full glass of milk
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem