Little time left to feel young Like dancing with ladies on a tropical island Pretending I'm getting young with additives As my body starts rotting away Who says children won't take care of me when I'll be their burden Will this young one give me a guarantee Would she stay for certain As Taiwan's heat would drain my energy Yellow my skin, pink my eyes, varicose veins Cough with no cigarettes to recall More hospital visits than breathtaking vistas With my last true love's receding aura The yo-yo card cannot be refilled Open its doors for young pioneers Horizons grandchildren can keep My last love waits on the youthful side Me on the bridge over the arc Actualizing what I am doing Not pretending life is never-ending Shall I let her make me her baby who would not mom's advice To live longer and stronger Not loving the way I want, thrice? motivation t o endure my tropical isle vacation Ohio River's winter flows ...
Poems from David Barry Temple