Treasure Island

DAVID werts

(United States)

Life is to short


Seems like yesterday,
I was a kid that use to play

from riding bike
to playing with kites

from the first kiss
to eating ice cream what a bliss

going to school it was a drag
not paying attention to that old hag

from the first girl I dated
now my memory is a little faded

first time getting a car
wow I went far

now to old to do certain stuff
yea my joints and health is little ruff

now my kid is 15
this all seams to be a dream

turning 40 in a year or two
lost my age from everything I do

life is half over and yet Im here
its the end of my life that I fear

Submitted: Wednesday, May 29, 2013
Edited: Thursday, September 05, 2013

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