The Yin And Yang Of Getting Old
When I’m old I’m going to be an English gent. Wear a tailored suit, with a pocket square and a walking cane. I’ll smile,quote classic poems and reminisce without a hint of regret, about all the things I used to do. When I’m old I’m going to need someone to push me, dribbling decrepit, about in a wheelchair. Nothing I say will make any sense, my words confused, shaking like my hands and my memories will be escaping prisoners.
yes mate,life is full of contrasts isn't it ?
throw the dice .......I hope to see you on the prom with your cane strutting around and giving yourself airs and graces !!!
Ooo, I really like the ending. Gives me (as a reader) a sense of mystery.