An old train driver, eighty-one,
Still worked though her race was near run.
With one foot in the grave,
She still felt quite brave,
But perhaps it’s time she was done.
Tag: aging
Now this woman truly was old,
Now this woman truly was old,
But her hand, it was time to fold
Born in 1905
Many years she did thrive
She sure lived a life to behold
My god! I look ancient today
My god! I look ancient today;
Overnight it would seem I’ve gone gray.
I’ve got aches, I’ve got pains,
I’ve got varicose veins
And my pecker has shriveled away.