Why do we have to grow old.

add to poets place.
Oh dear why do we have
to be old?
When your mind tells you're
Ok.
People boss and you about,
and have to wait till someone
takes you out
They promise to take you to town.
Then phone and let you down.
that's not me
I don't agree
I have a scooter for mobility
I can go out when ever
I please.
Remember your love ones
before it's too late
for they will soon be climbing
up to the pearly gate..