Thoughts At 63 Poem by John Shea

wow just a babe
I thought so and so did you

So you thought thirty was tough
Check out the older and gruff

separate age from nickles and dimes
And divide them by good times and bad

They equal the worth of your life
Your sacrifice for country and life

Live like a poet with the secret on the tip of your lips
To forgive the young
The old and gray
For ever shunning them in any way

Bring on the age that brings us fear
Although we will be remembered for many, many years.