Too Late

Too Late

Growing old is hard to do
After years of gross neglect
Past laxity we cannot correct-
No secret potion or magic brew

To whisk away a life so cruel
When Time his due he must collect
Growing old is hard to do
After years of gross neglect

Too late to extricate from stew
Too late to win or reconnect
Too late to begin life anew
Too late to save our dying necks
Growing old is hard to do