Ancient FearsSpiraling through time
at a paceSo fast it's hard to compensate
The years spinning out of control
Youth departed without a trace
Only yesterday I was young
Vibrant and full of energy
Striving for my success in life
Worked right through the setting sun
I never dreamed that I'd grow old
Life would spiral out of my control
I was young and the world was mine
To conquer and shape for I was bold
I look back over all those years
And it scares me to realize
My youthful years have passed me by
My mind is wrapped in ancient fears
I'm not immortal after all.
© Copyright 2003 Sherry Gibson
I for one am glad this is so...
I look forward to growing old.
Wisely told!
~ Dee