Well, here it is, now looming large
an age beyond my belief
I had always expected my time here
would actually be quite brief.
Around fifty would be right I thought
who on earth needs more?
With greying hair and shorter breaths
and ready for the heavenly tour.
But fate decreed I'd do quite well
in the lottery of life
and I kept on taking forward strides
breasting challenges and strife.
Good luck and fortune 'dogged' me
throughout those golden years
I enjoyed some love and friendship and
the respect of competing peers.
But alas when you approach the mountain top
the heart is a watching sentry
the clearest views are now behind
and hindsight is 20/20.
Getting to 80
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