Child hood friend age five years old Pecked my teeth to get up and play Grandma was there to protect us both Now those years have gone away
No one wants to get old and turn grey Color our hair but that just looks fake Vanity unfair we lie to ourselves All things decay the best asset is good health
I smoke and drink to try and forget I'm my own worst enemy ashamed of my debt
A self made failure not young anymore Where is my baby duck maybe he waits in heaven for me?
Trying to find the path back to yesterday the older I get the harder it is to be...
Dave
Montana 1950's life was simple then no cellphones or much crime now life is too complicated and stressful...ouch it ***** to be alone...