When I turn 60 , I went out for a run
,
I will not retain water like a bath tub
,
At age 60 , but because of the love to run
.
I still do not run like a Grandfather
clock
But with a little luck
I may be in the autumn of my life,
But when I ran this morning ,
I saw the blush of autumn .
It is beautiful this time of year .
I will stop when I get home
And let things sink in
When I run I know I am never alone .
By Brock
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