Growing Old Poem by Billy Loving

Young man burning with rage
Weathered wisdom of the sage
Life's mountain we climb
Lesson's learned with the passing of time

Youthful exuberant man
Wondering on without a plan
Finding his way in life
Despite the never ending strife

Many experiences come and past
Life's problems, so brief, they last
Wisdom growing day by day
Being molded like the formless lump of clay

Finally finding his way
Passage of time unable to delay
Going by so fast
Youth gone, not long does it last

Body broken and bent
Contemplating old man wondering where the time went
So much sorrow he has known
With tranquility, he stands all alone