Am I Too Old To Dream
I look into the mirror wondering where the time has gone
I see only a shell of myself, It really hadn’t been that long Just tired bones and achy feet that barely shuffle around
The years have been mighty rough on the top side of the ground
But I have memories of faded years, filled with many a scheme
Don’t tell me even as broke down as I am, that I’m too old to dream
Why, I’ve had a life of dreams that I managed to bring into the fold
More adventures and pleasures and the memories are untold
One experience after another that years can never erase
And many tried to defeat me, more than I care to face
The thief of time has stolen my days, like a river erodes the land
It has worn down my hopes and torn away my plans
My body has forsaken me so, on the past I must lean
Though the snares of life block my way
Am I too old to dream?
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Copyright © Patrick Kelly | Year Posted 2023
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