WHEN ONE IS OLD

WHEN ONE IS OLD When one is old, could you think young At least living life to the fullest one can Perhaps seek an ending just like it began For that first taste of milk on the tongue As that hard won maturity can slip away It is not about challenges, except to live And that eventually something must give Thinking of everything as if it’s yesterday The modern world seems to never rhyme And memories matter, maybe most of all Will one obey even when heeding the call Or to respond when one knows it is time