Young Vs. Old Poem by Richard McClellan

At one time,
I recall the day,
when being on the water,
boating, fishing, or swimming,
was a life-giving thing,

But as I age,
on this day,
what comes to mind,
is the lack of energy,
that age brings,

for when one is young,
the days are filled with loving life,
living free-willed and care free,
but slowing down eventually,
is a senior thing,

As I slow down,
my body lessens its pace,
I can only hope,
my lack of energy,
is boosted by sum magical ring!

They say wisdom,
comes with age,
but this is self learned,
cause as you slow down,
the smarter you must be!

Its only fitting,
while young, one knows little,
as years go by, experience gained,
with age, wisdom increases
but, bones grow brittle!