Today is that day…I’m now an OAP!

With rickety hips and my plastic knee!

I dash to the toilet, 10 times a night.

And I reckon I’ve lost an inch in height!

To my midriff that inch has relocated.

And a larger waistline, it has created!

All the hair that I’ve lost over the years.

Has returned…inside my nose and ears!

I now struggle to get in and out of my bed.

I look for my specs…that are on my head!

My poor old bones, they ache and creak.

I always say ‘pardon’ when people speak!

Trigger fingers, I’ve developed 2 of those.

And I’ve got odd looking nails on my toes!

I walk with a limp, and now a slight stoop.

And I’d rather not mention a certain droop!

My cholesterol is high, that’s no surprise.

When everything I eat, comes with fries!

My memory concerns me, that’s for sure.

As when I go shopping, I forget what for!

 

I’ve reached that stage; I never go out late.

In other words, I’m ready for bed by 8!

I’ve become Victor Meldrew, in all but name.

As all I seem to do is moan and complain!

I’m just kidding here, having a laugh and joke.

Just a little birthday fun at myself to poke!

Far too early, many people are taken away.

So, I consider myself lucky to reach 66 today!