May 27th

I’m too old to be young and too young to be old

Feeling aching bones during winter’s cold

On crowded buses seats are offered to me

My enjoyment comes from a nice cup of tea

The bedroom is where I sleep and relax

I’ve outlived technology like video and fax

My speeding has dropped down to slow

My old clothes are described as retro

Our coupled friends have families their own

Getting up from a chair makes me grown

Bands I’ve discovered are splitting or dying

Kids getting famous without even trying

I remember when you heard the words that were sung

I’m too young to be old too old to be young