An Old Man's Grumbling
AN OLD MAN'S GRUMBLING
How quickly does our time go.
The days run by, the years fly.
If the young men only know,
That old age is to defy.
Aging is a long, long road,
And comes when you do not wait.
Aging means a new abode
Onto which you will go straight.
Aging breaks your fragile body
And grinds it into shear dust.
Aging makes you somewhat shoddy
When in life you’ve got no trust.
You’ll get out of situation.
When from the life you break.
Death is seen the right salvation -
"Se La vie", neither give nor take!
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