4 January 2013
I am old, I am aware of my age.
My bones now lack strength, My skin is wrinkled, it's less elastic than when I was young showing my age. My bruises don't always go, showing my frailty clearly to all.
My mind is in my head, But at times I forget who I am now, and slip back to when I was a child. Oh happier times, i'm sure they were.. I am so sure they were....
There are days when I am lost. When I forget who my own children are, where I need my basic needs to be taken care of. When I can't go to the toilet alone without help.
Days where I am more aware of how close I am to deaths door, than you who I tell this to.
So yes I might be old. But please reader remember that I was young once, that my mind was not as nearly lost, and my body as worn down as it is now.
And yes I'm aware of the disabilities I have gained in my late adulthood, But that does not give you an excuse to treat me like I'm stupid, that I'm a bloody fool who does not alway know what they are on about.
Because even though I'm over 65 plus, with my mind and body fragile compared to the world
Inside me and my heart are forever young and strong until my dying day is done...
Forever Young • Opuss № I