...Off the Cuff Thoughts at the start of 1999
I made it ...to the year of '99.
No aches or pains. I feel just fine.
Sure, those years of youth I miss.
Now, I must get up at night to
put out the light that I forgot
'cause I can't recall, did I or not?
My eyes don't see as well, I guess.
My pace has become a little less.
I can't chase the girls as I did before
in the old days, those days of yore.
I could create some awkwardness,
like the ad for American Express.
If I should catch just one or two,
I'd stop to ask then,"What will I do?"