I used to go all day without
Without an ache or pain
I would go all day
And work real hard
I would not feel so drained
But now my stamina wains
And much pain dies remain
The things I could do yes yesteryear
Are about half if what can do
Now and I fear
Each year things will diminish
Yes what I can do
Yes year by year
I am turning into
A man who is just a shell
Of my former self
And before long I’ll be
In a jar on the
Living room shelf
BY RGAI
