Someplace comfortable and warm

The nights now seem a little colder, Each morn I wake a little older, My view of life keeps getting bleaker, And my will keeps growing weaker. That star has dimmed that used to guide me And helped me when I lost my way, And though there's no one here beside me Somehow I still get through each day. But life is just what I have made it, I've some remorse but few regrets. When comes the end, I won't evade it But hope that the reward I get Is someplace far away from harm, Someplace comfortable and warm. Author's note: Dear reader, I'm considering this to be a sort of elegy for my **th birthday.