When I was a kid, I thought he would last.
Then, I believed he was invincible.
I would draw all of my dreams in art class.
Hoping he would find them formidable.
Growing up, he’d stay in the picture.
See, he was the most courteous there was.
There to comfort when the lights flicker.
An entirely humble man without flaws.
Getting older, I’d understand the truth.
I’d learn there were problem in paradise.
After, I was so scared to loose my youth.
But I learnt life uppermost’s not goodbye.
I won’t worry now, I’ll try to be bold.
Hey you! Stop worrying already.
My dear friend, do not regret getting old.
It’s a privilege denied to many.