After working solid all of my whole life long since a lad
I find I'm not twenty one any more it really seems to be..
But still yet after all of that hard work over my life long
It seems to have a way of standing behind one's destiny..
One gets tied at an age a lot of that energy's turned a page
One has leaned over time so much of life love and integrity..
A time to of late appreciate all the good that is in the past
While holding onto all the values that my father taught to me..
As much a man as ever has been education wisdoms sights seen
One becomes a little fed up with those still wet behind the ear..
Telling elders of how it all is and as if one was born yesterday
Like smallest ankle biters yapping their unlearned for all to hear..
But karma it does remember and serves it's appreciation in life
For all one's life of hardest work and the toleration of woe..
So many younger could well learn of love life and wisdoms too
That older souls could teach them in life as they come to know..
It's sad that so many think money made and the making of same
Think that money can buy real true love and buy life or even rain..
So much so priceless can never be bought be the richest on earth
So much money can't buy will never come our way ever in life again..
It's so pleasing that the smallest souls that have lived before
Hear every word feel every vibe learn all there is worthwhile..
And take it all in and store it all deeply within the souls memory
To keep it all put away to serve them in time during a distant mile..