We Will All Grow Old
We will all grow old
Young lads will someday become men.
Nubile damsels will someday become women.
And as they grow, they’ll either cherish their younger years or…
Each will reflect on the choices and decisions they made.
“Did I take the right path?”
“Did I do the things I loved and cherished?”
“Did I marry the lady of my dreams?”
So many questions will be asked.
Some will wonder why they suffered paternal fraud.
Some will wonder why they are so blessed.
Some who aren’t biological fathers will wonder why.
Those who are barren will brood and wish to, even for a day, clothe one in their cloth
In the end, each will have clarity.
As each will either reflect and smile, having lived a fulfilled life
Or live with regret for a life not well spent.
Each one does not know how their end will be.
They had their younger years to control the outcome, at best.
It’s all behind us now.
It’s time to face the facts.
The lads of yesterday are now men
The nubile damsels of old are now women.
They’ve grown old.
Old and wise, old and foolish
They’ve all grown old
We will all grow old
