It would be more comfortable for all of you
If we excepted things easier then we do.

But our feathers get ruffled easy these days
And we are irritated in many ways.

Our stamina is very limited,
While our temper is still very spirited.

We try to stay calm-
But can explode as a bomb

We used to have a lot of patience
And were able to keep a lid on irritations.

At this age we should have peace,
But It is difficult to feel at ease.

We wished we knew
What to do,

To see more sunny rays
And look for more pleasant ways,

Because we are all after
At the end of our life to have more laughter.

But that is easier said then done
When one sees more clouds then sun.

We do our best,
To live with zest.

And when our feathers get ruffled
We try to keep our temperament muffled

Maybe it is regression
Or a sign of depression

But these days we only hear news
Which adds to our blues.

It is sad,
But most of us have done, been there, or heard that

It seems that no more
We can accept things if different then before.

All we can think and say
That nature has its way

There comes a point of no return
No matter how much you earn.

We need to make room
So someone else can bloom.

One might still feel credible
But no need to fight the inevitable

People before us were not insane
They just experienced the same

No need for anyone to have an illusion
To get an exclusion,

No matter how little or how much net worth
our time is limited on this earth

So take advise from this younger generation, and go with the flow
Until it is time to go