This morning I awoke and painfully crept out of my bed

I stretched and rubbed my eyes, feeling repulsed by the aching in my head

I was reminded once again that I was not getting any younger, that's for sure

This is one of the disadvantages of growing to be more mature

I slowly stood up painfully and tottered to the bathroom

As I passed the mirror I was once more and devastatingly reminded of my doom

The reflection in the mirror was that of decrepit old man, weak and frail

His hair was thin his eyes looked tired and his skin was wrinkled and pail

I began to brush my teeth, at least the teeth that I still had

And it suddenly dawned on me that I looked just like my dad

Oh the predicament of growing old is that it comes on without your knowing

Then suddenly and unexpectedly you realize it’s been growing

I am an old man; my days living here on on earth are now numbered sadly

But I have lived a good life and my prayer is I won’t end it badly

I thank God for each day I'v lived, my wife and each of my three offspring

I pray that for each blessing received I have been able to make an offering

Amen