I know not what I wanted in life.
As a young man long ago.
It seems to be a lifetime.
As on my face it seems to show.
No longer wet behind the ears .
But now white upon my head .
These knowing eye\'s look at you .
From a face that\'s not yet dead.
Listen to my words .
As they come a little slower.
For wisdom is within them.
I offer you my shoulder.