The Skin I’m In – 2:50 – I can’t believe I’m actually getting older. It’s a source of continuing amazement to me that the complaints I used to hear old folks sound-off about are now entering my own life. Heck – on the inside I still feel about 26.
But on the other hand, maybe I’m a little wiser. I’m not sure that’s a fair trade, but I’ll take what I can get.
The Skin I’m In C ©2005 Dave Hadfield
The skin I’m in ain’t skin-tight, the way it used to be.
The shape I’m in ain’t shapely, and that is plain to see.
My teeth are not quite toothsome – I’m blind as I can be.
But I can drink a lot more now than I could at 16.
No one could ever say I haven’t learned a thing or two.
I know where my kids tickle most,
And what brings a smile to you.
I used to run just like the wind but now I’m winded first.
I used to eat hot peppers, and never worry if I’d burst.
I had no hair upon my ears, and nothing from my nose.
Now there, and on my eyebrows, is the only place it grows.
And the pills and the gels and the supplements multiply on the shelf.
And the bills and the debts and the payments overwhelm my shrinking wealth.
There seems to be some subsidy I have yet to collect,
But I know what I protect….
My knees and shoulders never used to make that “clicking” noise.
I used to stay out after 10 when drinking with the boys.
I listened to rock music, I never took a nap,
But I’m better now at sorting out the priceless from the crap.
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