The Golden Years
By Alvin Benatovich - June 16, 2003
“Hey you old man”
Are they speaking to me
This stage of life
I thought I’d never see
Years of ill health should
Have saved me from this
So these are the golden years
So full of bliss
A trip to the cemetery
To visit friends now past
Who could imagine
It would be me to last
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