I was a girl not long ago
Life whizzes by before you know
Today I’ve found I’m getting old
And really suffer from the cold !
My sight’s okay, bit fuzzy now
I see myself as the last bough
And at this stage I truly need
A hint of love, a little heed !
How quickly do the days fly by
Sometimes there is a need to cry,
Or pause the clock to take a break
There’s just too much of life at stake !