Old Man Poem by James Casey

Old Man

I look in the mirror at an unknown face
Worn, aged, features out of place
How in Hell did such a young heart
Get trapped in the body of this old fart?

I can't be that old, I don't feel it inside
What was I doing, when life passed me by?
What happened to me, where has my life gone
Am I ready to die where did the time fly

Youth isn't old, wrinkled and grayed
Appearances count, of that I'm afraid.
If they could only see the boy that's inside
The boy within, not me with skin that's all dried.

I can't be that old.
Has life has passed me by?
What happened to me?
Where did the time fly?

At this age, you'd think that I'd know
Life's funny, sometimes cruel as is fate
Maybe my mind has really started to fade
Finally found what I wanted but found it too late

I can't be this old.
Has life passed me by
What happened to me
Where did the time fly

Jim 2009