Reflections At 47

I never saw myself as an old man Never thought two-thousand would come either I lived my life not on any one plan Sweated through high school without a breather I haven’t the mobility to run though at times I can walk pretty darn fast and I am always out getting some sun I’m glad those days not walking didn’t last Searching for love to me became a trend The realities were never the same So I am marrying my one best friend I promise you for me this no game One thing for sure this one is truly real Her meals more tasty than a Happy Meal