When You Get Old

When you are old not much seems new But technology trolls and cars suck too I like the old cars with frames solid heavy Does good a heart with your foot on the levy New clothes aren’t new they’re copycats Except the ripped new clothes not made to last I miss the elegance that Hollywood once had People barely dress now, wearing pajamas fad When you are old more important things matter But you notice these small things makes you sadder If you speak your mind you’re a mad hatter Still you love simple finds, the soft pitter patter Of rain on windowpane, of footsteps of kids They’ve broken the window playing like you did You can find their laugh is like a mind kiss Bringing back sweet memories of times like this When you get old your asset is health You may or may not have money left But you know you can’t spend it dead So money is funny you value time instead