Who Would Have Thought It Only Forty
Who Would Have Thought It!
Only Forty?
By: Tom Wright
9/98
Our lives are like and opened book,
from which we all read and learn.
We must always take a serious look,
before allowing It's pages to turn.
For as surely as each day will slip,
we'll become wiser along with age.
It seems our past is a blurry blip,
until we're turning our fortieth page.
As our body ages we may show wear,
like a book that the dog half ate.
We've lost teeth and some even hair,
with most all "Packin" extra weight.
Most past forty need glasses to see,
seems our arms have gotten shorter,
In a recliner, you'll be content to be,
though once considered a sporter.
My intent hasn't been to make you sad,
its just that I thought this was nifty.
And should you at forty think Its bad,
memory loss occurs around fifty.
At times in our past we were down,
with a feeling we couldn't keep pace.
God so gently removed our frown,
while placing us back in life's race.
Copyright © Tom Wright | Year Posted 2019
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