What makes a man renounce
A quite love so pronounced
Kept still in the hearts by shame
Sad visions lost in the flames
In the passing years I realize
Of what i thought I idolized
For youth will play such trickery
In making thoughts so bitterly
But age can be the healing tool
Which calms the reasons of silly fools?
Like the dawn that sparks the day
It comes with a price we pay
For now it's just the hours we gage
Along with images inside the page
I pick and choose the games to play
My dreams I manage to keep at bay
For growing old can be such fun
To those of us who greet the sun
Each morning brings a different challenge
The trick is keeping in total balance
Some of you may understand
What I hope will not be panned
For others time is needed
But in the end all is seeded
I've come to this conclusion
Life is not all illusions
We've dodged the many arrows
Upon a road that slowly narrows
So I will end this parody
With respect and true sincerity
My wish for you is to live to grow old
Enjoy the games of life endeavor to be bold
Written by: Roland R. Ruiz
May 6, 2010
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