I Am Getting Old

I still run when I can .

I am a little more tired at the end

Of each day 

A little more weary when the day is done 

A little bit harder to face the cold 

It just means I am getting old .

I have a little more patience 

A little less scorn 

A little bit sharper to pick up a thorn 

A little more weary to reach my goal 

It just means I am getting old .

I sit outside and just sit idly by 

And watch the clouds move on by

In the sky 

I do not look for the pot of gold 

It just means I am getting old .

When I run and even I am walking

I do much more  looking

Back and less ahead .

I have less hair and more gray on my head .

I am a little bit easier to forgive than to scold .

It just means I am getting old .

Thank God I can watch my grandson grow .

                                            I Love You All

                                            By Brock