I Am Old

My electro-cardiologist nod said “old”.

“Over 75 we add a check-mark to your score,

Making it more preferable you take this medication.”

He never mouthed “old”, but I’m terribly clever.. I got it!

Half of my teeth are store bought,

And if my head isn’t growing

Then my hairline is shrinking.

But my reflexes are stable... I don’t have any.

I do believe I’m gaining wisdom.

My profound nod carries a sagacious pause,

And I take longer to pass judgment...

Probably a result of  hearing loss.

After checking on the status of my siblings,

(There has never been more than one)

It appears I am next in line for the Big Sleep.

I’m more inclined to daily practice in this regard.

None of the above should suggest I don’t keep up.

I use a nasal electric razor,

And I continue to drive like a New Yorker,

Which keeps my brother-in-law slightly religious.

My long range plan is to be healthy

For 150 years, and I’m halfway there.

Of course I avoid most fried foods,

And walk “jaunty-jolly” every day.