A life recycled

Photo by cottonbro on Pexels.com
A life recycled

A youthful me
ran marathons,
cycled the length and breadth
of the country,
made waves continually,
was arrogant,
confident and ambitious,
had a young wife,
small children,
dozens of friends,
no money
and no spare time.

The present me
runs to the loo,
recycles his rubbish,
and shakes continuously.
I am more thoughtful
but less confident;
blessed with
the same beautiful wife,
adult children
with their own loved ones,
and a handful
of truly special friends.
I am comfortable
and have time for reflection.

A return to health
would be great
but a return to youth
and a denial of 
a wonderful life;
not so sure.
The present me
is happy
and at peace

22 Comments on “A life recycled

      • Ronnie Wood indeed; if I remember rightly — and please correct me otherwise — Ronnie was in The Small Faces and then The Faces with Rod Stewart before he joined the Stones —

        Liked by 1 person

      • Yes John, you do remember correctly. Now he spends his spare time painting and he is an excellent painter. A very talented man. 🙂

        Liked by 1 person

      • Live and learn as they say. It always amazes me how truly talented people seem able to turn their hand to anything. 🙂

        Liked by 1 person

  1. I often consider this too. I wouldn’t want to be young again with the same anxieties and foibles, but if I could have that physicality with what I know now and the relationships I have now… It’s probably a good thing that it doesn’t work that way. Too much power, perhaps? I found it interesting that you mentioned less confidence. One of the things I enjoy most about being older is feeling so much more confident in who I am and what I can do. I suppose I’m less confident when faced with physical strength challenges, but otherwise I feel much more solid in life. Did you mean physically? (Don’t dive into this if it’s getting too personal, of course.) 🙂

    Liked by 1 person

    • Thanks for this long and interesting comment, Sheri. I think by the confidence thing, I meant socially, but only with new people. Probably because my social circle has shrunk as I have aged.

      Liked by 1 person

      • Ah, yes. I think that happens to most of us when we’re not out and about as much too. I suffered from severe social anxiety in my late teens and twenties and it took many years of hard work to get myself out there. Eventually I got to being in groups (with authors) and then leading and even being on stage. But I quickly lose confidence when isolated and at home too much – like during the pandemic. I’ve managed to at least go out to the local pub once a week to meet one friend – even when we had to bundle up and bring a blanket to sit outside last winter. 🙂


Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s

%d bloggers like this: