An Old Man's Lamentation Poem by Colin Ian Jeffery

Where have golden days of youth gone?
Questing mind, body healthy, passion aflame
All slipped away, lost, scattered to the wind
Years fleeting never relived and enjoyed.
When I was young, easy, bold and resolute
All was bright sunny weather without grey clouds
Days of promise, time slow never pressing
Each hour a discovery with mind seeking.
Old age sneaked up claiming harsh victory
Arthritic joints, blood pressure, over-weight
Hair white as snow, walking ever slower
Glasses for reading, more visits to the toilet.
Old age speeds time, days rushing swiftly bye
Moving me towards the grave with no return.