Having caught some words

That have lingured too long.

Must give them breathing space

If I'm to ever move along.

I ache and am feeling pains

That old age brings to some.

At least I know I'm living.

Cause in death, who knows pain.

Smile you old bastard,

Life has been good to you.

Sure a few times you fell

To the onslaughts nature

Hands out to its visitors.

But you survived with God's help.

I can take no credit in this journey,

Because God was leading my way.