Should I Live To Be Old
This is my epitaph to my youth.
Should I live to be old?
By Stanley Russell Harris
The new mad author
Should I live to be old?
Pass my three score years and ten.
I wonder how long I will live.
Knowing I cannot be young again.
I cannot play in the Spinney.
Cowboys and Indians true.
As there are no cap pistols!
Or bows and arrows too.
No longer am I innocent.
About the ways of life!
As now I’ve been married fifty years.
And only had one wife.
I also have a daughter.
I worship and adore.
She has charmed me with a grandson.
With a computer and a Xbox, which he cannot ignore.
Oh to be young and innocent.
Just for another day.
To visit that old Spinney.
Where I learnt to play.
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