I used to be a strong man
Worked from dawn 'til setting sun.
Yet I enjoyed my leisure
Had more than of my share of Fun
And I thought I'd live forever
That no shot could bring me low
For I was tall and full of Life
And confidence and 'Go'
Today I sit and dream through dark
And misty memories thick
To days I didn't need to lean
On this cold metal walking stick
But it's down to aged men like me
To sit and wonder why
Every fit and youthful man
Will one day fade and die.
Tony Gardner
