The Fleeting

Once I had youth
Time was slow and lazy
Waves gently caressed the shoreline
Days were filled with possibilities

Time was slow and lazy
To procrastinate was to hurry
Days were filled with possibilities
Warm breezes coyly kissed my cheeks

To procrastinate was to hurry
I raced to accomplish nothing
Warm breezes coyly kissed my cheeks
As I dreamed of all impossibilities

I raced to accomplish nothing
The only limits set by myself
As I dreamed of all impossibilities
My universe had left me

The only limits set by myself
Then one day I saw you
My universe had left me
My haggard image from the mirror

Then one day I saw you
With walking stick for balance
My haggard image from the mirror
Jowls sagging with age

With walking stick for balance
No more dreams, no more possibilities
Jowls sagging with age
Teeth not my own

No more dreams, no more possibilities
Yesterday but a thought
Teeth not my own
The last medical examination

Yesterday but a thought
Tomorrow not to come
Ashes scattered to the winds
Once I had youth.