I get up before everyone else on the street,

Sleep deprivation at my age I do meet.

But fortunately an intense eagerness to live draws me from my bed,

Creating positive vibes in my brain to enjoy what lies ahead.

 

Worrying is the most common function of becoming a fretter,

It is important to acknowledge this and learn to do better.

He who is of calm and happpy nature will hardly feel the pressure of ageing,

The old days are the old days, but it is with the present I must be engaging.

 

The longer I live the more beatiful I will become,

But sometime in the  future to the end I must succumb.

I am ready to meet my Maker and have a natter,

Whether my Maker is ready to meet me is another matter.

 

Time is a river that's swept me along,

But good fortune has provided a place where I belong.

Enjoying nature is such a good thing,

Burying my nose in a flower,joy it does bring.

What a wonderful life so far I have had,

Not done yet,for the years I have left I am glad !!!