Like 'tis said of time it becomes everyone's foe
And we learn from life experiences it well may be so
But how i would love for to be young again
Of my better years only the memories remain
My hair once dark brown is now silvery gray
And clearly i have known a far better day
The passing of the Seasons has left me walking slow
Time on everyone does eventually show
In my youth not any good at athletics or football
Or at any kind of sports not much good at all
But i was much fitter and healthier then than i am today
Time leaves it's mark on us as some like to say
Many Seasons have passed since i was in my prime
Eventually we all become victims of time.
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