Where did those halcyon days all go
That promise of so much was so bright
Where others seemed stuck in darkest drear
We laughed and headed straight for the light.

And found it we did in each other’s arms
My luck still holds true on that score
I think I was just treading water
In the life that existed before.

The body gets weary with ageing
The mind a little slower perhaps
But the light that still courses through the body
Burns bright and is yet ready for more laps.

We do not grow old until we let our mind convince us
that the spark of youthfulness has finally burnt out.

©Joe Wilson – Alive and well…2019