Lust for life
Lust for life with each New Year
With much to toast and much to cheer
What to do with life’s next decade?
To waste away or embrace without fear
Of falling or failing, it won’t be plain sailing
Despite all the potions for all our old ailing
But lying in bed won’t cut the mustard
Get active and lively and live to a hundred
And make them all suffer with advice by the chapter
But cheer them up after with with tales and with laughter
That are better than pills
And the care of the doctor.
It’s the start of a year that’s going to be better
It better start now or I’ll write it a letter
Like my lines to the Times never yet published
The letters that only the agéd can offer.
The sun is still shining in St. Helen’s Bay
The daylight lasts longer this January day
I won’t rest in shadows away from the sun
I’ll open my arms in widest display
Embracing the heat, enjoying the waves
That fall on the beach deserted and fine
Enchanted by sounds of water on sand
As fine as the tune of a military band.
Low the sun lies in a sky milky blue
Exiling our sorrows if only a few
Hours until sunset and let the bright morrow
Deal with the future of joy or of sorrow.
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