Perky Poem

Don't want to age

as  some sad old man shuffling slowly shoulders spent

getting  in the way wafting faint odours of urine and decay

Not  gonna rage against ageing sickness or dying nor worldly

worries  attached unwitting to delusions of my own creating

So  at the waning of the day with waiting death mere breaths

away  there will be little more to say hip hip hooray

Time  then to rejoice with peaceful mind each precious moment

as  memories like dreams dissolve in space forever gone

So  death hovers another beat closer epitome of patience

dispatcher  of life knowing all beings must die to be reborn

Time  soon to greet the reaper in forgotten realms to find peace

clarity  and bliss beneath her gossamer shroud ..