Old Age

OLD AGE

I sit on my beach balcony,
With a view of people that frolic in harmony.

People come from many places in this land,
To spend a day in water and sand.

Families meet here to stay in touch,
And enjoy a day that does not cost much.

I really enjoy all this,
But I do have one wish.

For Frans my dear,
To still be near.

Because all good things in life I would enjoy more,
If they were as before.

This view would be so much better,
If I could enjoy it with my soul mate together.

And I try,
Not to cry,

I always was able to take care of others in need,
And expected to be freed

From having to shed tears,
While depending on others in my aging years

My network consisted of people who needed me,
But now I see

That my support is wearing thin,
And I must begin

To consider, if in this home
I can live my senior years safely and happily alone,

I often gave good advise to an elderly husband and wife,
On how to adjust their life.

But none of the situations apply to me.
And I wonder what my future will be,

Maybe it would be a good bet,
To adapt to the Dutch lifestyle called L.A.T.

“Living Apart Together”
Could be a solution for ever.

To have all my aging friends living in the same building but apart,
Would that not be very smart?

We would live in our own home,
But have no reason to feel alone.