Tired While Retired

When younger, I would stay up late

And drink a lot of wine,

But nowadays, with half a beer,

I hit the hay at nine.

 

My teaching days, once filled with work,

Plus quite a long commute,

Would wipe me out for reasons that

Nobody would dispute.

 

Yet, now retired, I walk three miles

And pass the extra time

With reading, crosswords, phone calls

And, of course, my daily rhyme.

 

Though in the afternoon, I feel

Exhausted, truth be told,

Except that now, my main excuse

Is that I’ve gotten old.