I want those flecks of gray
thru my temples
on my chin
shining away
I want to be granted
the title of "distinguished"
simply at a glance
cause truth is
I didn't do too much
with all these years
that've slipped away
I'm in my autumn
smilin' at those spring kids
jaunting down the street
side by side, unrepentant
pushing me onto the long grass
soon snow's crunching
beneath my feet
and closed eyes
as those crisp flakes fall
settling finally down
ad infinitum
while I'm gone