Getting Old

Getting Old By Franklin Price June 17, 2014 Getting old's a little strange I don't know what I thought I've chased the years and here I am and don't know what I've caught I look into the mirror and looking back at me Is an older version of myself I do not expect to see The skin's wrinkled and sagging been that way for awhile I still have my own teeth I like it when I smile My eyes still have a twinkle though the lids are closing in And if I gain much weight at all I have a double chin The hairline is receding and getting mighty thin Darker when it's wet when dry it's gray again The bald spot in the back is getting bigger every day No eyes back there to see it so I think that it's okay All in all I like the one that's in the mirror there The face the teeth the eyes even the thin gray hair Because I know inside my head a youngster still resides Tempered by age experience honed still likes amusement rides My health is good I exercise for my heart to keep it strong Walk without assistance and help others get along I am very grateful for what God has given me But not yet ready to meet him to spend eternity If he is willing and the creek don't rise I've got some years to go I don't know just how many I'll make the best of them you know For I am loved and love right back it's how I live my life Treat everyone as family if able help them in their strife This is my view on aging and whether you are young or old Appreciate all that you have and if I may be so bold Don't look back with regrets or envy others for what they've got You're still here and living and that is quite a lot