Time

Eighteen years of wild youth and I moved forward in search of life's truths. Suddenly, I was twenty one and there was nothing that could not be done; reality set in round twenty five and life seemed a struggle just to survive. Thirty slipped and slid around the corner my generation thought we were surely goners, but life moved on quick and fast and suddenly forty years had passed. So much yet to come, things to do and places to see when fifty years were lost upon the breeze and awakened by the passing joy and tears I looked back in time, some sixty years. Retired now, social security retrieved spent thru seventy, can you believe? So much to do, the future still waits, on the edge of tempting fate. Eighty lies on the horizon and I find I'm compromising just a little more time as life begins to unwind.