When I am old

Does it mean I’ll be wise?

How far will I see

With my tired old eyes?


If I become frail

And a little bit ill

I’ll need to know

What’s over the hill


To see what’s beyond

I’ll climb to the peak

At least, that’s the plan

If my legs aren’t too weak.


Once I’m there

I’ll look back on my life

Good times and sadness

Happiness, strife


So if I am wise

And if I can see

And need no assistance

When having a pee


I’ll be happy old chappy!


I can’t resist adding one of my favourite songs of all time, Old and Wise by the Alan Parsons Project.

For Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers which is hosted by Priceless Joy. The photo is by Yinglan

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