Ten year ago I watched a
hefty strapping six foot man in
his sixties quickly putting hands
into the sleeve holes of his coat,
draw his coat on to his shoulders,
shrug himself into it.
Last month this same man in his
seventies could not reach round
to the coat’s sleeve holes or find
them with his hands.
His six foot middle aged son
held the coat up, guided his
hands into the sleeve holes.
So hard to watch.
The elderly future that seemed
so far off for years has now
spread through our generation.