It’s like going downtown, and all the lights stay green, maybe a time when some become mean. It’s like a cut apple turning brown, giving less time to hanging around, and becoming a clown.
It’s like falling asleep at a stop sign, and saying to the Cop; Affiser,what's on your mind, I feel fine. Repaying the Sun god for those extra long days at the shore, those great times when I was more than just an old bore, and laughs galore.
It creeps, it’s a fearful thing, moving many to prolong their latest fling! But, know for sure, age is knocking on your door, and you shout out; be gone!, I’m not asking for any more! Dying can be hell, this is why they will never cease to search for that mystical Eternal Life wishing well. If granted one proloned age wish, what would you choose? To be that age when you tried on your first new shoes, or when you were the homecoming Queen, or when you were in your twenties, Mr. in-between? Your first love, surely sent from above!
*Both Lil and I drank the water from the Ponce De Leon Well in Saint Augustine, Florida many years ago, now I know why we haven’t aged since then. Ha-Ha