Through the Ages

The time of youth will one day fade Wrinkles then come with gray hairs too You now have a different point of view As the stranger in the mirror looks back at you When your tomorrows are less than your yesterdays And cherished memories slip away It is then that you realize Just how much time flies When those joints start to ache And those teeth begin to shake You'll be getting dentures soon From diminished vision you're not immune Embrace your seniority, be proud and bold Don't throw in the cards yet, never fold Half of your story has never been told You're not done yet, you're just getting old