Daniel Turner Poet Rhyme

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Today I'm starting over again
With yet another chance.
To broaden my horizons
Although my years advanced
My competition undefeated
Always likes to race
That ageless legendary man
With numbers on his face
I passed this way, before today
Traveling with him, my friend
But stopped to take a break, per say
Without informing him
Rerouting several hundred times
With shortcuts he's in sight
Determined this time to pass him by
Or least ways reunite
With a lot of focus and some hocus pocus
I will get there first
Unless, instead, I drop dead 
And have to catch a hearse
The problem is we can't agree
Who decides the winner
But two things are certain
He ain't hurtin'
And cheaters are always the worst



  written at age 60 during freshman orientation at college
   an original poem by the "poemdog" Daniel Turner

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John Lawless February 11, 2016 at 8:34 PM Daniel, all I know after 70 years is that "you can't outrun the future"..... Daniel Turner February 11, 2016 at 8:46 PM I know, it was all in fun. I like to make people smile when I can. Life is stressful enough already. Thank you so much for stopping by and spending your valuable time reading and commenting. Peace, my friend:)

Andrea Dietrich February 11, 2016 at 3:26 PM So I want to know, is it a lot faster after 60 and going downhill? YIKES. How long ago was that for you? I am 60 just recently! Me no like it!!! Good one, Daniel. Daniel Turner February 11, 2016 at 4:33 PM It really started speeding up for me after open heart surgery in 2007. I am 61, 62 In August. Thank you for the compliment on my verse and for taking the time to read.

Lin Lane February 11, 2016 at 8:43 AM I must agree too, Danny. Cheaters are the worst. Age is no deterrent for winning any race. Odds are that if you're determined, you can win. In a horse race, the horses can't read the tote board, so they don't know if they are favored or not ;) Daniel Turner February 11, 2016 at 8:51 AM I'm no race horse, more like a stubborn jackass. Thanks for your precious time. How sweet the peach that basks in the sun!