If This Was 1953

If this was 1953, And I was still beset with fantasies... I 'might' consider your challenge to compete with me, Seriously. But I am at a stage of my life, I do not seek to dine in limelight. Or humbly bow with the receiving of applause. It has been over sixty years my craving has been fed, With a wiping of nervous sweat from my forehead. And I am extremely flattered you have chosen me to pick, As someone you believe would be interested. But... If this was 1953, And I was still beset with fantasies... I 'might' consider your challenge to compete with me, Seriously. But I am at a stage of my life, I do not seek to dine in limelight. Or humbly bow with the receiving of applause. My priorities have been narrowed, To the getting out of bed. And praying with a thankfulness, Not to feel a new pain or ache to dread. However... I AM honored to 'think', You believe me someone 'you' could hoodwink.