Years of Life

Life is a hustle,
An every day bustle,
Rifled with pain and strife...

You work, You slave,
You scrimp, You save,
With many a dream in mind...

The year's sail by,
Those gray hair's do fly,
But never closer do you get...

And then one day,
When time is uncertain,
You take a last look back,
Before a final drawing of the curtain...

You wonder what might have been,
Life didn't get here in a day,
So what's for the future,
Is much harder to say...

So when your time is near,
Do not grumble, Do not stress,
Put on your smiling face,
And accept God's Bless.

ale-'94'