When did I get so old
and how did I not notice,
why was I not told
by those who were closest.
How did I not realise
that life was passing me by
and I was moving closer
to the day I will die.
When I was younger
time didn’t mean a thing
but now I count the chimes
when the church bells ring.
Why did I not cherish
my life from the start
instead of waiting for
my body to fall apart.
Now it’s too late for
what I want to do,
I had one shot at this life
which I unfortunately blew.

Beautiful poem, thank you for sharing.
Have an awesome weekend,
Will
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