Like The Passing Of Nature's Seasons

Like the passing of nature's seasons to life we come to and from go
And the days and weeks go quickly and time becomes our foe
It does not seem that long ago when i was in my prime
But nowadays i am walking slower and showing the wear of time
In my prime days i moved faster though i was never an athlete
With the best in the parish i could not hope to compete
But even compared to what it used to be my fastest pace now slow
The wear of time eventually on everyone does show
Yes time does not wait for anyone like it did not wait for me
Though it has been awhile and many hours since i was twenty three
The desire for recognition in most of us as well as the lust for wealth and fame
And time ticks on we all grow old and few things stay the same
The fact is we are terminal life forms and fact does never lie
And the desire for life in most of us though some do choose to die.