The Aging Mind

The Aging Mind By Franklin Price 5/19/2015 The aging mind is so confusing As it thinks about my age Building that I am perusing Confines me to an old folk's cage Construction projects done when young In a day now take a week My old head is slightly hung For these things my youth I seek Yet when the young ask my opinion My experience may help them out It's all about the old dominion What old age is all about Can't have it all I never could Some things for young and some for old Can't do the things that I once would To think I'm young would be too bold