My chair yoga is for those
who can no longer touch their toes.
We hobble in on cane and brace
And sit in our allotted place.
We bend and stretch with all our might
Its truly not a pretty sight.
I watch these bodies loose and slack,
Yet know that just a while back
These same forms were tight and smooth
And they could with the slightest move
Really set a man on fire
Eager, and full of desire.
Those days are gone, alas alack
And sadly they’re not coming back.
So to all the young I say
We had our turn, back in the day
And now its yours, go have some fun
For its your short time in the sun.