Too Cold

Too cold this winter of my senior years, I played my part in this vale of tears the onslaught of older age quickly close the curtain of this stage for every escapade and experience of youth and foolish dabbling and interference; now so much wiser or is it just an elder in life's analyzer, I look back in a smile at the days of old when I was braver and much bolder, today the winter chilled with cold and snow makes me grateful for all I've seen and known; but as the winter grows gray and dark the fading embers that once sparked are thankful to pass on the fire to mold the future with hope and desire as new generations take on the torch I pray history's lessons and enlightenment be their source.