More and More

More and more
I'm noticing
I don't know who
is on the screen

I can't name
that tune or
even the band

I use the language
of another land

More and More
my meals
have changed
eating healthier
is not so strange

Get more sleep
Drink more water
Staying up late's
not all that great.

Sleeping in
enjoying the day
languidly
wiling the
hours away

Is it comfy?
Is it warm?
Will it weather
a coming storm?
Questions for clothing
has definitely changed.
Comfy not cutesy is
not a shame.

Seeing age from
the other side
Noticing
smile lines
and silver hairs
Understanding the value
of I don't care.

Famous, infamous
Friends and family
One by one all whom
you know will
eventually have to go.

I now grasp fully phrases
once said to me
The age you are
is not the age you'll be.

Look in the mirror and I see
a me not quite the me
I used to be

Birthday by birthday
I've come this far
Make a wish and
it still will be

More and more
is reality
no matter if
you kick and scream

Why not accept it
gracefully?
Continue to persist
quite passionately.
Appreciate the moments
of everyday
Don't let your true
essence fade away.

Undone

We always focus on

What’s left undone:

Dishes in the sink

Errands to run

We always focus on

What’s left undone:

Words we should have said

Finding that perfect someone

We always focus on

What’s left undone

Pounds we need to lose

Miles we need to run.

We need to refocus

We need to rethink

We need to know that

Now is to live and play

That tomorrow is another day.

Focus not on what’s undone

But was done instead

Meals eaten, smiles given,

Plays seen, laughing and singing

Conversations spoken

Trips taken

What’s undone

Can be done

But for now

It’s just undone

I am and You are

I'm the adult and you're the child
my mother used to say
Every time I wanted to do it my way

I couldn't wait til I was older
to have just what I wanted

I'm the adult and you're the child
my mother used to say

This land of doing what you wanted
seemed awfully far away

I'm the adult and you're the child
When I grow up it's something that
I am never going to say

Petulant thoughts
I just didn't know
all that would happen
when I would grow

I'm the adult and you're the child
my mother used to say

How I wish that in life
this is how it would always stay

Now that I am quite the adult
handling the burdens of the day

How I long to hear my mom
once again just say
I'm the adult and you're the child
but it's no longer this way

Dementia

Repeated
Reminded
Repeated
Reminded

Morning
Noon
And
Night

Time is unkind
To the aging mind

Repeated
Reminded
Repeated
Reminded

Morning
Noon
And
Night

Family's disconnected
My future's unprotected
A pattern I've detected
Will I too be dejected?

Time is unkind
To the aging mind