My best friend is feeling old
what's the reason I am told
lack of energy abounds
just can't make the usual rounds
aching muscles, aching bones
making unusual moans and groans
losing trains of thought
is it all for naught
I refuse to feel old
cuz of horror stories I am told
I will be bold
go for the gold
I will stay young
forever at heart
I've just begun
to appreciate my art
it sets me apart
OK by me
makes me happy
that is why I am Peter Pam
that is just who I am
I am stuck at nineteen for whatever reason
hope that feeling is never out of season
I've grown accustomed to it
it's a perfect fit
personally for me
whatever reason that may be
Good poem.
I agree with you