Russell G. Robison

SILLY POEM

Getting old is tiresome
As the days so quickly flow
Wish I could find the speed control
And turn it down to slow

Seems every things a blur
I turn around, a year has passed
I have to tell you friend the time
Is moving way too fast

They say time waits for no one
And life’s cycle must prevail
Still I remain most grateful
That I got the chance to sail