When I Am Old

When I am old and in my rocking chair

Things to think about and share

To remember with a smile

That all the while

When I thought I was rushing here and there

It was life passing me by

Giving me no time to question why

The meals prepared and eaten

The challenges faced and beaten

Of people and places

Of crowns and creases

Of those that never were

And that which never will be

Thank shall I for the limbs that work

And for the memories that perk

When I am old and in my rocking chair