A Palliative Remedy
I am all for living wild while you are young,
A care free lifestyle, every day a new song to be sung.
Just know though, that times clock ticks,
Ever so fast we grow old and sick.
Just know, I have looked into eyes so weary,
Eyes that know so much, never again teary.
Wrinkled faces and wispy grey hair,
A lonesome soul forever wishing for a care.
Just know, tomorrow is not promised,
Just know, at times your plans will be compromised.
Just know, nothing is a safe haven,
The creaking joints and wise mind beg:
“Please do not let a moment be forsaken”.
Just know, you must live each day to the fullest,
Just know, you may just have to bite the bullet.