What will your life be like in three years?
I like to think in three years time
I will be still alive.
Though you reach an age
There’s no guarantees
And I’ll be seventy five.
I hope I’ll still be living
Much as I do now
Fit and healthy for my age
But you can never know.
I worry about my memory
I struggle and forget
I’m learning new things
To stretch my brain
Fresh challenges to be met.
We’ll downsize our allotment
To make it easier there
We’ll experiment with ‘No Dig’
A different way to grow.
Perhaps help in the garden
To help with bigger shrubs?
But we hope to be out and doing things
Keep active there’s the rub.
Our grandkids will be older
They’re changing quicker than us.
Look forward to their futures
Catch up and make a fuss.
We’ll maybe do less travelling
Though that would be a shame.
Still new places I’d like to see
Places I’d go again.
The dream’s to still be running
A new age category.
First Male Veteran Seventy Five
Will be the aim for me.
But who can know the future?
What three years can bring?
We’ll just be making the most of life
Keep active while we can.
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