Livin’ for tomorrow under a roof that leans,
Wearnin’ a flannel shirt an’ second hand jeans.
Seen life’s blessings through what seemed like hell,
An’ a life remembered filled with sad stories to tell.
There were years when the sun failed to shine,
An’ the shoulders carryin’ worry were always mine.
Felt regret an’ found my way back to gainin’ some pride,
I reckon’ the dust settles even on the trails not fittin’ to ride.
Life’s engraved history upon my weathered face,
An’ I can’t help notice I’m walkin’ at a much slower pace.
My hair’s gone gray with only a trace of brown,
Now gravity’s turned my smile nearly upside down.
I’m like an’ ‘ol creaky door at the first morning light,
‘Til a couple three coffees not even my brain works right.
Today I saw a tattered crow hindered with a broken wing,
It wasn’t wallowing in woe, just grateful for the chance to sing.