Ode to the Old

You stand you stare wondering what’s there,

Tell me please what you imagine tell me what you see

Are you afraid that it’s you & not me?

Are you afraid that I got a raw deal

Are you afraid about how you may feel?

Do you see someone disfigured and bent?

Am I like a message that nobody sent?

Or do you see someone old and so frail

You’re wrong, you’re wrong, 

I’m still young, I’m, just locked in this jail

Listen and learn as I tell you my Tale,                  

I am the same as I was before

I remember what it was like to be the girl next door

Your whole life’s in front of you and nothing will end

That’s the sad thing I’ve discovered my friend.

Each day you worry and work till you drop

Life will be better if we buy one more prop

It’s not the beads or the bangles that shine

Here take it all, you can even have mine.

The essence of life is all that’s aroundThe birds the trees and the earth on the ground

To many to late find out that it’s false

Take hold of your life and plot a new course.

Experience it all and live as you can

Fear nothing whether real or imagined beast or a man

All you have and all you can hold

Cherish it now before you get old.

©Rev. Steve  2003