Too Old - Poem by James Casey
Another year has passed and we should be much bolder.
Last summer was a lot hotter now winter seems much colder.
It was a time not long ago then life was quite a blast.
Now I fully understand that I am 'Living in the Past'
We used to go to weddings, all the games and lunches.
Now we go to old age homes, and after-funeral brunches.
We used to have hangovers, the parties were so gay.
Now we suffer body aches and try to rub the pain away.
We used to go out dining, never could get our fill.
Now we ask for doggie bags, then go on home and take a pill.
We used to often travel to places near and far.
Now we get sore asses just from riding in the car..
We used to go to nightclubs there drink a little booze.
Now we stay home at night to watch the evening news.
That my friend is how life is and now my tale is told
So, enjoy each day and live it up.... or you'll end up just too old
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