I Think I Will Be Fine

When did I get those Wrinkles,
And this big fat waistline.
I don’t remember much anymore,
But I think I will be fine.
My hair is really grey now,
And my step is slowing down,
I don’t like to go out anymore,
And I always wear a frown.
I really hate the winter,
That’s when I hate to drive.
Each morning when I wake up,
I thank God I’m still alive.
I miss all of the beauty,
And the Bright Sunshine.
I’m Getting older every day,
But I think I will be fine.
BY: Donald L. Waugh