I MISS THE MAN THAT I USED TO BE

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(A re-post from a few years ago and a photo from many years ago when I was young and beautiful)

 

I miss the man that I used to be

That athletic man that used to be me

For when I was young

I was tireless and strong

I miss the man that I used to be

 

The man I see in the photos of him

I tall and muscular, dark and slim

But this was a past

Forbidden to last

I miss the man that I used to be

 

And little in confidence did he lack

His hair so sleek and Sicilian black

It’s now white and thin

And parodies him

I miss the man that I used to be

 

He’d walk down the street as ladies passed by

And once in a while he might catch their eye

The memory stays

But not nowadays

I miss the man that I used to be

 

I gaze each day in the mirror of lies

A grey weariness now shown in the eyes

No longer the lad

Staring back is my dad

I miss the man that I used to be

 

There’s pride and there’s pain in these memories

As I count the hours to my seventies

With some little sorrow

I fear for tomorrow

I miss the man that I used to be

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IT WAIN'T WESH ►

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John Coopey

Wed 5th Jun 2019 11:13

It’s not weights I want to pump, Don.

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Don Matthews

Wed 5th Jun 2019 10:12

John I'd like to offer my
Advice from aging years
(You gotta catch these poems quick)
(Before they disappear...)

Down to tin tacks.....

John I hate to tell you
The body does wear out
With too much hanky-panky
Too much gadabout

I know you don't believe me
Think you're still virile, strong
That you can still bed down a lass
I'm sorry John, you're wrong

Accept your fate that nature gave
There's nothing you can do
(You could perhaps try pumping weights?)
Or bid your youth adieu 😎

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John Coopey

Tue 4th Jun 2019 18:52

Thanks MC. In truth, I am rather enjoying these privileged years.

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M.C. Newberry

Tue 4th Jun 2019 16:28

Sober, thoughtful - a measured reflection on times past. Well read
and clearly well felt, but having reached my mid-70s I can't identify
too much with the pessimism of the last lines - indeed, in some respects things are better than before. And nature will always reward
the ability to adapt to changing circumstances - mental, physical and
financial. Hang in there and relish each day as a challenge as well
as its own reward. 😇

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John Coopey

Tue 4th Jun 2019 09:33

Thanks Kev. I have to say that your poems are great but your eyesight’s poor.

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kJ Walker

Tue 4th Jun 2019 07:21

John (you handsome devil) you're still all those things, but now you have the experience to make sense of it.

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John Coopey

Mon 3rd Jun 2019 21:46

Thanks, Fish.

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afishamongmany

Mon 3rd Jun 2019 20:53

Well written;well read John C. 'Tis how 'tis 😪 ><>

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