No way to deny it . . .

I grow older by the day
but most days without notice . . .
some days I do . . .
little things not worth worry mostly
but "things" all the same.

But some days
go beyond "some days" into other days
when things announce themselves
within the frame of my body . . .

Little things mostly
. . no cancers yet
just uncomfortable things
possigle harbingers of
more desparate tomorrows.