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.