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Poems and stories about growing older,aging, deteriorating

Half Past May and Counting

Audio Recordings, Farm, Ranch Life, Remembering / tagged Aging, Faith, Spring / May 24, 2022 / by neil_2015_wordpress@neilmeili.com

This many years from farming
I still feel the urge to be afield
a plowing and a planting

A plowing and a planting
and a praying for some rain
and a praying for some rain

Not that this constant goading
should be seen as lack of trust

But knowing he is also old
and sometimes needs reminding

On The Eve Of

Audio Recordings, Remembering / tagged Aging / April 30, 2022 / by neil_2015_wordpress@neilmeili.com

Birthdays, Christmas, name a holiday
the fewer you've had the farther apart

When was it last you couldn't sleep
because of something coming
instead of something past

There are lullabies on tape

Beautiful

Audio Recordings, Family, Relationships / tagged Aging, Love, Marriage / February 15, 2022 / by neil_2015_wordpress@neilmeili.com

Dad in the hospital with family around
and a light in his fading eyes

Looking at Mom and saying
Isn’t she beautiful

And we looked at her anew and she was

Beautiful as the bride in the old black and whites
forever in color for him

Old Injuries

Audio Recordings, Ranch Life / tagged Aging, Pain / September 14, 2021 / by neil_2015_wordpress@neilmeili.com

Living with
what didn’t kill you outright

Sayings like
it makes you stronger

little comfort in the morning

Elders Then and Now

Audio Recordings / tagged Aging, Mentors, Wisdom / July 14, 2021 / by neil_2015_wordpress@neilmeili.com

The elders were not the hunters who could run a deer to the ground

The elders were the ones that knew where the deer could be found

The elders today may not be the ones to chase down all the web world knows

But of great value yet in what it means

For Victor

Audio Recordings, Relationships / tagged Aging, Dogs, Friendship, Loss / July 13, 2021 / by neil_2015_wordpress@neilmeili.com

The only trick an old dog can learn is how to be an old dog
The minimum of turns one has to take before lying down for that nap
That a bark is as good as a chance for keeping squirrels off the deck
And that after all these years of standing by your standing friends you've likely earned their kneeling by you now.

Sharon’s dog and the author’s pal. Also greatly missed.

A Leaf in a Million

Audio Recordings, Nature / tagged Aging, Seasons / July 4, 2021 / by neil_2015_wordpress@neilmeili.com

Could I adopt a leaf in bud and cheer its birth
would be all I'd need to know of spring
Follow its green shade from dawn to dusk
all I'd need to know of summer
Marvel at the colours of its fruited wisdom
all I'd need to know of fall
And when it falls, as all must fall
act the un-grim raker

Quick Exit

Audio Recordings / tagged Aging, Death / June 28, 2021 / by neil_2015_wordpress@neilmeili.com

Quick Exit
(for Copper and Sharon)

You do not have to sink
into the earth
an inch of pain at a time

Though the shock be more
for those who grieve
a little envy may enter too

Shooting Star over Texas Hill Country – painting by Copper Love

Dad and Roy

Audio Recordings, Relationships / tagged Aging, Friendship / June 16, 2021 / by neil_2015_wordpress@neilmeili.com

Dad and Roy were the best of friends they drank and fought andplayed and laughed like nobody laughed for fifty years and more
Dad had a room in the nursing home
way down at the end of the hall
When Roy was admitted as well a nurse wheeled him down that hall
They sat footrest to footrest a minute then Roy said "So it's come to this" and they both had a hell of a laugh
Dad died in December Roy lasted three months more
They are buries twenty feet apart in the prairie town where they played
I can see them now sitting on their shiny new stones
having a smoke and a chew and a good pull on a forty of rye
Roy says "So it's come to this" and they both have a hell of a laugh

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Bridges and Other Kindling

Audio Recordings, Nostalgia, Relationships / tagged Aging / March 20, 2021 / by neil_2015_wordpress@neilmeili.com

You can’t sit in front
of the same campfire twice
as much as you think of how nice

You can’t be as young
as you were when you clinked
those glasses in front of the hearth

But just think if you hadn’t
what would keep you warm in the storm

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