Aging

Aging

As I grow older from twig to tree
I realized age doesn't bother me 
When I was young, time went by so slow
One thing about time you'll never outgrow
I've aged quite well, so it seems
My restful sleep brings restful dreams 
My grandkids are grown, and my pill intake too
Thank god I can still remember my friends like you 
I don't read the funnies in the paper anymore
I check the obituaries to find out the score
Of how many friends and people I knew 
And how they died these stories are true
I'm thankful for the time I have left on earth 
Everyone's countdown begins at birth
You can always love life regardless of age
Like reading a life's book, one's time passing page
So enjoy your ride while you are still here
Your time will come; there's no need to fear 
When your name is called, and you must go
That's when you walk ever so slow 
You're not quite ready to check out of the game
But like all your past friends, they all felt the same 
Oops, false alarm it's not checkout yet 
They gave you a reprieve, something not to regret 
Another twenty years they tell you quite clearly 
Countdown again, this time is in years

Copyright © William Pickard
Copyright © | Year Posted 2021

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February 17, 2022 at 1:06 AM
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