Are older than I am.
They're everywhere,
In church,
In my neighborhood,
In the store, and when
I visit the elder facility I see a
Bunch of the seasoned seniors all
At once.
I study their habits and their
Traits.
I notice the ones who have
Aged crankily, who
Constantly criticize.
Others seem to sweeten as
Their years increase.
Last night I focused on the
Bent over lady who could barely
Walk, but who helped me search for
My lost umbrella.
I resisted, but she insisted.
She likes to help people, she said.
I took note of Louise because if
I ever reach her age I want to
Copy her.
I want to become a helpful, pleasant
Old lady and not a
Crabby one.