The Change
The change wasn't all that sudden
It didn't happen overnight
In fact I didn't feel a thing
Whether or not it was wrong or right
With a wrinkle here and a wrinkle there
A little off the top
What didn't fall out turned to gray
As my memory of it all was lost
All the mirrors I used didn't have a clue
Or in cahoots they didn't let on
If they had, not sure what I would do
Except git along little dogie, git along
I can no longer blame cloud cover
For the dimming that old age has made
Somebody's got my number
And is counting down the days
I'm sure in this I'm not alone
If I'm sure of anything
This is not a new phenomenon
In what the changes bring
I just hope my hearings well enough
When life hollars out last call
The change wasn't all that sudden
In fact I didn't feel a thing at all
Copyright © Mike Hauser | Year Posted 2018
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