Growing Old

When days are long

And nights are longer.

When memory fades,

But there’s still much to ponder.

When days go by slow,

But years go by fast,

Hold tight to your loved ones,

For love always lasts.

When the sun vanishes early,

In the coldest Decembers,

Making the best of you memories

Hard to remember.

Look to the sky,

Spilling with flurries,

And give to our maker,

All of your worries.