Old Bones

Old Bones

 

Oh’ I feel so very old

My bones they do so

Creak  

They remind me of the

Stairs on our first floor

Landing

Not that it was ever

Our first floor landing

Mind

But the one on which we

Always used to meet

 

Reviews

[Pete]

nice analogy. there's always some wear and tear when we've been around the block or for two ships passing in the night. there is other meaning in your words ... :)

[Neville]

aint there always, my friend, bless ya insight and grateful thanks.. Neville

[Gypsy Warrior Queen]

The more they creak the more they've lived....they are our memories! Happy Monday Nev!

[Neville]

You might well be right Queenie, just try convincing my knees..... Happy MOnday to you too my Friend.... N

[Chris Shaw]

Old creaking bones need soft landings. Those creaking stairs brought back a few memories. Short poem, tells many stories. Happy memories, smiling at you Neville.

Chris

[Neville]

You are right about those soft landings Chris.. happy memories indeed, and thank you pausing a while here..... N

[Chris Shaw]

Talk about creaking bones, I am beginning to wish I hadn't spent so much time on the dance floor last Sat

[Neville]

I know that feeling......

[Chris Shaw]

:))) ...............

[sette]

never mind the old bones my friend what counts is the way you make everyone smile despite the storms in life

[Neville]

What a nice thing to say sette.. I still ache tho... N

[Lyn Anderson]

This poem is much more than it appears

[Neville]

Thank you Lyn.. it most certainly might be.. ta so much.. N