I don’t need to live longer
I am good with the money
My car runs well enough

Old friends reminisce
Relatives come with food
Spouse worries about loose screws.

Children yammer ’bout nothing
Grandchildren too
Great-grandchildren just say ‘boo’.

They’re bland, they’re boring
They think I’m an old man
Don’t they see the truth?

Limit my time
Limit my space
I will still be me

Alive and kicking
Young at heart
Sky-diving for all to see.

- Daisy