Aging

Being 80 years old, my bones really ache, Reminiscing my life, My heart cries and hopes, My heart sings the blues. While aging faster than I thought, My rapid walks have become a turtle walk, All the friends and loved ones passed me by, My heart sings the blues. When I was young, I had a dream, That when I retire, I will travel and see the world, Now the beautiful places only remain in my dreams, My heart sings the blues. I thought I would enjoy playing games with my grandchildren, Playing hide and seek, and tossing kids in air, just became a distant wish, Still, I enjoy their laughter and their innocent company, My heart sings in anticipation.