My hair’s a mess and lacking life
I’m feeling fat and frumpy.
Although I gave up vanity
A while ago… I’m grumpy.

I ache in bits I will not name
And every bone and tooth,
I don’t mind growing older
But my body misses youth.

I tell myself it’s normal
Just the years are dancing by,
And that going downhill’s faster
So the time is bound to fly…

But why should I regret
That I am part of Nature’s wheel?
My mind is still a teenager,
My heart can laugh and feel…

Of all the seasons of the year
The autumn’s best of all,
When gold and scarlet branches
Wear the jewels of the fall.

I think that I should see
My autumn season as the best…
And paint my days with golden glow
Outshining all the rest.

So that when winter catches me
And paints me white and sere,