I may not have the skip in my walk
Or the strength I once had as a lad.
However when I look at a star, it’s still
A discovery - I’ve yet! - To explain
My learning never ceases, curiosity
Is a blessing I’ve always had
I’m still at awe, at the wonders in the
World - my interest lie in an endless domain
I’ll never be an old fogy, who claims to know
It all, and nothin - left to learn
For I haven’t as yet - begun to unraveled the
Mysteries of life -in an attempt to answer
Questions which are still impending
Troubles in our world, I cannot shun, - because
I have - a profound concern
The dream of peace and love is within as all - a
Dream which has no ending
I have no doubt there is a God, for all we are -
And see - is all of his creation
Ev’n him, I wonder if he has a master plan, in
Which we are all a part
Are we here to seek salvation, or to make this
World our key vocation?
To live with love as our sole objective, when we
Die, we depart with a fulfillment within our heart
Dave Tanguay
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/getting-old-i-don-t-think-so-poem/
