Golden Years
Saturday morning...5 cups down the hatch
I'm feeling a little better...more pills what a batch
Moaning and groaning...as I head out to the shop
Got to get that new tube of ointment...hopefully my knees don't pop
Another beautiful day...I'm grateful I get to see
The sun is shining brightly...my bladder now full of pee
All night long this now happens...then continues on into the day
My family I'm sure has a room picked out...but for now I get to stay
They say sex after 40...is like shooting pool with a rope
This might make you youngsters laugh...but to us it's no joke
A little white pill...given to me by the wife
Always let's me know...I'm in for one hell of a night
It's now time to take on these golden years...I'll face them all with glee
It really doesn't matter...how many times I wake up to pee
Life is still important...I'm thankful to be alive
I will love and laugh whenever I can...I'll still be smiling when I die
*comments welcomed and appreciated*
I hope I made some smiles and laughs today
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