I Used To Could
I used to could do a lot of things
When I was younger still.
But now my body wreaks of age
From climbing up the hill.
The downward stroll is not so hard
Less resistance to my will.
I wander slowly through the days
And try to get my fill.
I used to could go and do and be
So many things there were to see.
But now I sit and bide my time
Just happy to be me.
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