and now i have cancer
my legs are weak
and it is difficult to jump
growing older is very sad
we miss the things we've had
we wake and it's another day
yesterday has slipped away
with every taken breath
we are closer to our death.
is it wrong to want to be
the picture of vitality
to scorn the lines that time has brought
the scars that mark the war that's fought
with certain inevitability.
it is good to still be happy and smile. i used to have hair and I was very slim.
