Old Man's Lamentation

Where have all the golden days of youth gone? Questing mind, body healthy, passions aflame All slipped away, lost, scattered to the wind Years fleeting never relived and enjoyed. When I was young and easy, bold and resolute All was bright with sunny skies without rain clouds Such rich days of promise, time slow never pressing Each hour new discovery with mind ever seeking. Old age sneaked up claiming harsh victory Arthritic joints, blood pressure, over-weight Hair white as snow, walking ever slower Glasses for reading, more visits to the toilet. Old age speeding time, days rushing swiftly bye Moving relentlessly to the grave with no return.