when we are young
we dream of this life
fame and fortune
everything right
from top to bottom
side to everlasting side
youthful endeavors
we have in this life
as we grow old
with the passing of time
reality steps
in in its prime
gives us notice
with the dimming of light
makes the truth
easier to find
the push and the shove
with all of its might
the dirt on the glove
that used to be white
the joy you once held
the dreams you once dined
life came along
and opened our eyes
now we just try
our best to survive
in what we have
left in this life