Age Doesn’t Come Alone Poem by Nicholas Windle

When I was a boy, my father used to say,
Why don’t you behave, and do it right away? ”
And as I started growing up, I always knew who’s who,
With him sat in the driving seat and me the child at school.
Now as time marches ever forward, as I watch my children play,
And giving them the same advice: “stop that now and do that right away.”
The years keep on advancing, sometimes I feel so low,
Now him within his twilight years, as his memory starts to go.
Recollection of the journey, and how it made me feel,
As he is now the passenger, and I sit behind the wheel.