Sometimes it's not easy to
Move at a hectic pace
My momentum has slowed down
In every race I face

Getting older, slowing down
My energy's been sapped
Life gets harder as I age
Am I apt to adapt?

I hunger to be younger
But my hair still turns gray
At least I am not yet bald
Which would not be okay

More wrinkles start to appear
There must be some mistake
Sometimes my joints stiffen up
My back begins to ache

I need thicker glasses now
I truly am dismayed
That I could go blind or deaf
Where is my hearing aid?

Sure, I am much wiser now
But I should hold my tongue
When I'm feeling grumpier
Since I'm no longer young

Life's too short to envy those
Who are younger than me
In a world that's scared to age
I will age gracefully