Robert H. Saehloff
Growing Older - Poem by Robert H. Saehloff
Some folks say it is a blessing,
Others say it is a distressing,
Some folks enjoy the advancing years-
While to others it brings tears,
Health and wealth seem to regulate--
Feelings of each passing date...
As do family and friends who help the cause--
Or add to annoying flaws.
If growing older is to be sublime--
You must consider the passing time,
Treat it as you would a gift to you--
And as a guiding light in all you do.
Golden memories that fill each year's page--
Greatly enhance life's advancing age,
Your life is yours to regulate--
So fill it with pleasures you appreciate.
You surely can live and enjoy your age--
If you carefully plan each passing stage,
Bank each day in time's treasure chest-
And you'll find growing older life is best.
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