When You'Re Young

When you're young you think it will last forever and a day.

The future is not in your plans, just today and getting your homework done.

waiting for the weekend and summer vacation.

After you're through school you go find yourself a job,

or college takes up your time, things have not changed, you

still wait for the weekend or your two week vacation.

Time is passing you by, but you're still not thinking of old age.

That is for other people, not for me.

Then for some marriage and a family comes along.

As you watch your kids grow up, you start to wonder,

man where have these years gone to.

As your children start getting ready to leave home

you wonder old age is not for me, I don't have time for it,

I'm still young yet.

Now that the kids have left home you tell your wife now we can

do want we want, now that the kids are not living at home anymore.

One day you look in the mirror and say who is that old guy?

Am I that old person that I have been saying I was not to become, but

am now.

The grandkids start coming along and you are so proud

it brings you so much joy every time they come over,

you finally retire so you can enjoy those beautiful grandchildren

even more, you have become that old person you didn't want to

become, but then you say to yourself,

it is not that bad of a deal,

having these little grand babies

here has made it all worth while

my life is not over, it is only

beginning, old age is not that bad.


Written 6-21-11
Copyright © | Year Posted 2011

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Delacroix Avatar
June 26, 2011 at 8:59 PM
A nice rendition through life. We only get as old or as young and we think. And I got your comments, and appreciate what you shared. Thanks for sharing. Caroline. :)
Horne Avatar
June 23, 2011 at 12:35 PM
I love this positive write on getting on, James : )
Austin Avatar
June 23, 2011 at 11:33 AM
Asthma, gout, hip-replacement, pacemaker, blood clot, cataracts, glaucoma, bills, paying back loans. I could go on and on, yet, I agree. I am having a great time in my old age. Thanks for reminding me. LOve, daver
Onclaud Avatar
June 23, 2011 at 4:31 AM
never one to be over he hill, james... what a delightful gem that is worth reading again and again! :) huggs, nette
Kendrick Avatar
June 23, 2011 at 3:50 AM
Life is nifty after fifty..Enjoyed reading your work..What do you think that worst part of aging is for the woman?..Keep the creative pen flowing...Thanks for stopping by..Sara
Greenlee Avatar
June 22, 2011 at 3:59 PM
Very loving write.You seem truly blessed.Always a pleasure hearing from you.Have a wonderful evening love.....
Falotico Avatar
June 22, 2011 at 2:45 PM
Excelent wording and a piece of you in your write.... enjoyed... Michael
Ball Avatar
June 22, 2011 at 2:35 PM
Ah The reflections of by gone days and the anticipation of what will be. I used to be that person but now that I`m old I don`t really feel old. Still can`t figure out who that old woman in my mirror is. I tell eveyone. Ì Used To Be Young And Beautiful --- Now I`m Old And Gorgeous.` Good Stuff Here My Friend. God Bless, JB
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