Another Year Has Flown By

Another year has come and gone,
but despite changes, I keep moving on.
I walk a little slower, take time to rest.
still work in the garden, is thought the best
vocation any man can enjoy.

My eyes might dim, and my hair grows thin,
and there’s more wrinkles seen in my skin,
but still I get those thoughts - morn till night,
which are essential for the poems I write.
and a hobby, I always enjoy.

Though the years add up, each day I rise
before the sun appears. Through sleep laden eyes
I watch the world stir, as my brain awakes,
and by imbibing black Java - that’s all it takes
to start another day I’ll enjoy!

Be it Winter, Spring, Summer, or Fall,
I relish the change of Seasons - one and all!
For each gives me reason to live each day,
in a manner, that suits me best.  This way
I’ll do whatsoe’er I’ll enjoy!

Age levies restrictions, as I know too well,
whilst my years remaining?  I cannot tell!
They promise nothing, or what next might fail?
But whatsoever? I’ll fight it tooth and nail,
for life has much to give, that I enjoy!

Though the life I’ve lived, had ups and downs,
with moments of laughter, mixed with frowns!
Life however, remains a priceless commodity,
and every dawning day, remains a mystery,
until fully lived, doing what I enjoy!

Rhymer.  November 24th, 2016.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2016

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