As the days shorten,
Till the end is nearer still.
I'll just let time have its way
And meet the future in a grand old way.
Can't modify time or the aging process.
Nature takes care of that.
I just keep swinging for the fences,
Though the ball doesn't go very far.
What's a guy to do?
Can't just sit back and do nothing.
That's what they say.
To hell with it all, get my rocking chair out.
Love ya!
Jane