It's never that easy to say how you feel.
When asked how you are the answers not real.
They really don't want the full drawn out truth.
To lay it all out is like pulling a tooth.
For them and for you just tell a white lie.
It's better to say not too bad, getting by.
The way that we look makes them think we're okay.
Some think we can jump up and join in the fray.
The truth is much harsher as all of you know.
The loss of much strength is the first thing to go.
The physical contact, a knock or a fall,
leaves bruises and worse that often appal.
Our bones are quite fragile, more likely to break.
So instead of gung-ho we apply a big brake.
We still have much fun but more voyeuristic.
We don't really fancy being another statistic.
We take countless pills to fend off what ails us.
When zero was norm, reminisce, make no fuss.
We pray for a time when we get to zero.
The mountain we climb makes each one a hero.
Type two diabetes results from the pred.
So diet, good exercise and early to bed.
It can be defeated. I never lose hope.
This is my mantra. It's just how I cope.