Ageing is pursuing youth.
My age, it's feeling just a touch fatigued.
Sure as hell it will catch up with me  soon.
Caught age as the stars in a curtain of net,
Captured them there, to keep them precious hostage.
The sunshine, it chases the youth dew away.
Evasion is impossible, impertinent to try.
Make the most of  precious life, before in flaming fire,  life becomes exhausted.
(c) Livvi