I wear the gray time brought me on my half bald head
And some i went to school with are now with the dead
And time telling on me and life does go on
And i live in the now and the past it has gone
The wintery sky may look rainy and gray
But so good to be living even on a day like today
The time is not distant when the nesting birds will sing
I hope to be living to welcome the Spring
To hear the blackbird singing on a sunlit tree
Since on the length of one's life never a guarantee
And though i know i have lived the most of my life span
I hope to live to be a very old man
And i hope that good health with me does remain
And that i will die in my sleep without an ache or pain.
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