Chicago Rhythm

 

Chicago Rhythm

(4-4-09)

Words spoken from a hospital bed,

A forgotten name Who had no hair on her head

Yet no tears in her eyes

I was curious so I asked her about her life

And she replies; I was born and raised

In the heart of the city of Chicago

And I'd go back, only if my conclusion

Was an illusion that I'd step out and fall.

See my ankles give in too quickly

And my knee's well, they ain't what they use to be.

If age wouldn't bound me

To it's very heavy ball and chain of confusion,

Makes it very hard for me to contain

Any information in my mind.

So allow me to reframe

To my younger days cause, you see

Age ain't nothing but a number

And No! I don't wish I were younger

84 years of age and still kicking

So don't get in front of me

I was destined to keep going You see, that is why I am still here

So take your limitations and walk on another road

Because this one is taken

No, I'm not faking; I still remember

When I would wake up early just to see the sun rise

And go to sleep at night with the sounds of traffic

To be my only lullabies.

There was no need to cry,In this city

I knew God was with me, Even when things weren't pretty.

Sure, the crime rates were up, But that did not bring me down.

I saw frowns Walking by, and standing on Street corners

Old age seeks through Their eyes And glides Down to their feet,

Yet they stand with Dignity.

Things you wouldn't normally see

You do in Chicago. The city of Age and art

I know this heart Will still continue to beat When mine has shut down

I will remember The Chicago rhythm

That has moved me, And kept me young

But also has helped me grow

And this is what I'd like people to know

Copyright ©2009 Kelly Marie Hatch