LOOK AT LIFE
Life is what you make it there’s nothing so sure as that,
We come into this crazy world without a coat and hat.
Our early years are full of tears, feeding times and bawling
With limited mobility on hands and knees as we start crawling.
Then we get mumps, measles, and other childhood traumas
Learning to walk, wet nappies and wetting our pyjamas.
When we are four years old it’s time for infant school
With Mum and Dad at home the teachers start to rule.
As we get older and to the end of our school days
Our personalities and bodies develop in all different ways.
We then go to work or further higher education,
Where we seemed to know it all and that lead to confrontation.
As we get more mature and confident in our late teens
Our actions are then blamed on our over active genes.
After this comes middle age where a new life starts at forty
And knowing all the facts of life we sometimes get too haughty.
In later life as the slowing down process gets into motion,
What day, week or month it is, we simply haven’t a notion.
This is what they call old age the final stages of life,
Nodding off in rocking chair and black looks from the wife.
When we look back at life and the things we’ve been taught
The one thing that I’ve learnt is, “Ain’t life short”
By
Alfred Weston
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