Respect Comes With Age

My father and my mother sat me down one day to tell me how wonderful that I was growing O.K. The years passes by as I got to be a teenager with high hopes of becoming the first young manager Life turns out a manager job is not for me so I kept things to a minimum working hard you see My family had taught me with all do respect the life we lead is the image of our age in an aspect Like queens and kings we bow our head to the people who is wiser in age even when dead Life as our guide the time we have aged is what we leave behind that we are gaged In prospective we are the stars and we are the earth because we age and leave behind a new birth To those that seek such blessing of heart remember this age is respect for living from the start Do you remember your father, mother, and teachers they are the ones cheering you on, sitting on those bleachers