Aging (part 2)

Aging is most troublesome
Everyone knows it comes
But when we finally face it
We find ourselves unfit

One day I travel to St. Louis
Yet in Indiana is were I get
I start looking for toilettes
For the one we have leaves me dewy

Candlelights become comforting
Nature sounds flow from TuneIn
Incense reminds me of past doobies
I no longer mind the noises from vinyl.

Friends take a different meaning
It's no longer 'bout sports, booze and bikinis.
It's prostates, family and cleaning
As if all of us at once became weeny.

Aging is most troublesome
I no longer have a clue as to where I am
I just wait for my wife to come
So she can tell me what's the plan.

Author's Note

Again if you don't laugh at your own expense, then you are taking yourself too seriously!