Saturday, October 17, 2020
I made it to my 60's still doing ok,
Changing identity, another time, along the way.
Who you are, is what you actually do every day,
The natural habits, you automatically sway to,
Most only recognize themselves, by work they do,
If you watch yourself, would you feel happy, or blue,
In the latter chapters, in this life, this time,
I'm always trying, to discover, what I can do, find,
A certain age, does not mean, stop, all the active fun times,
You may leave the best part of this life, behind.
Tom Maxwell ©
2: 15 AM
Topic(s) of this poem: changes,lifestyle