When I Get Old
When I get old
I will attain a clean heart of gold
as wise as that of King Solomon
until I turn the ripe old age
of one hundred years old
I will pattern my life
after that of Lady Wisdom
instead of that of Lady Folly
which I had followed in my youth
subscribing lessons from my lifetime
and writings I would of left behind
into the hands of my descendents
like a baton in a relay race
When I get old
my heart will forsake
the desire and comforts
of the earthly pleasures
I had aspired for in my youth
because these such things
will become nothing but frivolity
but an adventure of spending
my days walking with the Lord
on the sand and ocean waves
and sports fishing on my boat
until my name is called upon
by our divine Father above
for my earthly departure
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