The Golden Years

In your golden years 

You see a variety of physicians
hoping they can repair it,
your bodily parts

Your body becomes like an aged car
without constant care, it begins to fall apart. 

What did you say become 

your daily answer?

Hearing aids become a necessity. 

Snap, Crackle, and Pop are the sounds
you make as you walk across the floor. 

You take the elevator instead of the stairs.

That beautiful vibrant golden hair has turned shades of gray.

The obituary is your daily reading 

You look daily

for friends, relatives, or neighbor 

names that have gone to the great beyond!

Those once bright white teeth have aged
you now have

root canals, bridges, crowns, implants 

Heaven forbid if you have to 

wear dentures.

Your sight grows dim
and glasses are required.

Arthritis rules your body
your signature becomes a scribble
as you try to sign your name

You take more pills than you can hold in one hand
just to survive.

You leave the room but forget why?
Do you forget your name?
You forget the day, month, or year!

You watched your parents and grandparents
as they reached their golden years.

Life seems to have passed you by as
You watched your children grow and leave
the nest
then you watch your grandchildren
leave the nest
Now you are all alone.

My grandmother told me  Heaven is my home
There I will be able to  run, & jump 

just as I did when I was a kid.

She said I don't seek 

fortune, & fame for they will soon
fade away.

God is my refuge
Heaven is my home
No more pain and suffering.
This is my hope and my salvation!