Seventy-five and still alive

i didn't sleep too well last night
my mood was all a flutter
too many thoughts were on my mind
too many words to utter
a wise man told me long ago
these words of so much wisdom
remember this, my son, he said
worrys are too cumbersome

"never dwell on things gone by
for all who live must some day die
live for today and not the 'morrow
for time is all we can not borrow"

but still i think of lines i've wrote
and pictures i have made
those things enlarge my happy soul
as mem'rys on parade
when i view them i recall
the loves i've had and lost
beauties all they still remain
priceless times at any cost

Pensacola 2011