Age is a number...a poem

Age Is A Number….

Age is a number Not a stop sign!
   I said I will swim she was flustered, nervous. I’ll get in with you
     You don’t have to yes I do she insisted.
        I resisted I wanted to swim. I did not know if she could
           I knew that I could, I would.
              The aide watched from the side of the pool
                  You can do it she said astonished
                       Impressed but you’re 90 I thought you’d puddle
                            And falter I turned her around
                                    To look at the old men
                                          Playing tennis next to the pool…
Age is a number Not a stop sign!

 9/06/12