Be it of, my mind, body and soul br I am now becoming more concerned br about death and growing old! br br While still young at heart and spirit in tact! br my life's movements don't always fit br of my child like, actions impact. br br Forming its own, kind of frolic and feast br sometimes releasing, from within br My youths, child like beast. br br Adults not caring, with confusion and staring br at what looks like, my now, aged past memory. br How do I hold, what seems much too bold? br I can't help, what my heart still cries out, too be! br br 'My Lord, please help me! ' br To grow with age, much more gracefully! br That I will not, seem to be so out of place. br For I know in my heart, that my youth must depart br and be replaced with grace gained, br and live in this, older more mature part of me.