Watch your back
Look out for my knee
Hand me my brace
Did you take your vitamins?
Not Statements or questions
of our youth
But color commentary
providing proof
That age may be a number
that our bones know quite well.
Kicking and screaming
is how we'll go
Whatever the number
Whatever the pain
Resistance is futile
Some try to claim
But even if it is all in vain
I'll continue to play through the pain
til these bright lights start to wane
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