What she say’s

So what is better, he asks

To grow old and and have one’s minds live, and

Body not last

Or tis it best to walk real slow

And care to not trip and break thy bones

But rather have, the razors edge of acuity

So one can watch, the last of natures bounty

Oh I have no idea, she says

Or concern at all

For have been told that after this dance

There’s more years, ahead

To unfold…..

To unfold for you to have a life anew, at last