Dublin {walking}

 I would love to stride through Dublin
With long limber sun-drenched legs
My fat, pudgy thighs can only dream
As we chug along Westmoreland Street
Puffing, panting, straining unused muscles

I would love to ride through Kerry
With finely tuned pushbike and finely tuned bod
My sinews and tendons ache at the thought
As we get off and walk up Carker hill
Puffing, panting, straining unused muscles

I would love to swim Lake Windermere
Carving up the water, single-minded on the goal
My short chubby arms instead salute
The international sign for "I give up"
And take in water with one breadth of the pool

Oh the dreams I had when younger
When I was well able for any task
But shadow self did not allow
And now age gets in the way.