My Ages of Reasoning
I thought that I knew everything
Had learned all there was to learn
I thought I had a world of knowledge
Then I turned into a man of twenty-one
I thought I had reached a ripe old age
And was thankful that I was still alive
I thought that my best years were in my past
Then I turned into a man of thirty-five
I thought finally I had reached my prime
There was nothing left for me to do
I thought all objectives had been met
Then I turned into a man of fifty-two
I thought there was nothing left to give
Nothing new left to explore
I thought my passport could be put away
Then I turned into a man of seventy-four
Now I realize there’s much more to learn
Much more living I can achieve
I know there are accomplishments still to come
As I turn into a boy of ninety-three
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