Just a State of Mind

Whoever said, “Age is just a state of mind”, Was out of theirs, just trying to be kind. Perhaps ‘twas a woman, afraid of getting old, Whose mirror knows the only face to whom the truth’s been told. Perhaps an older man traveling “over the hill”, Who’s found no panacea in the “little blue pill”. You are your age. How time can fly. A slap on the butt and you begin to die. Life and death – that is God’s way. Tomorrows should be thought of as “extra” days. So, take your aging in less troubled stride. Reflect upon your age with pride. You’ll have much less time tomorrow. Don’t waste your meager time on sorrow; And waste none in fear of the Reaper’s day. You can’t run fast enough to get away.