That Aging Thing

Seems that we all succumb to that aging thing Wrinkles galore and what else it may bring Memories fade in a mind that grows weary Eyes difficult to focus as vision grows bleary Aching knees and a pain here and there Spending more time in one’s favorite old chair The days come and go as time marches on And we think to ourselves "where have all the years gone" Seems like only yesterday that life had just begun And we arose each day thinking "there is much to be done" We experience success and failure and try to roll with the flow And the challenges of life keep coming so we try to soften the blow We search for meaning in the midst of chaos as life quickens its pace And then we wake one morning and notice the lines in our face Yes, that aging thing has arrived and caught us by surprise And we realize that where life is concerned there is little compromise So with not many options at hand we accept our fate with a wry smile And proclaim with indignation "I'm ready for that last mile" Then we shrug our shoulders and sigh and turn to face that old aging thing And say to ourselves "so be it, I'm ready for whatever tomorrow may bring"