Life Is Short
Life is short and time goes fast
And so, before you know it,
The future waits to join the past –
At least, if we don’t blow it.
It’s hard to leap into a place
Where different ways await us
And we may struggle keeping pace
With habits that may date us.
So grow or stagnate, that’s the choice,
Though change might make us queasy,
Yet all our doubts should have a voice,
For aging isn’t easy.
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