A clock ticks, recording time never to return
Disappearing for ever, like photos that burn
Was time wasted, or are memories retained
Brining smiles, not tears representing rain

I recall as a child, everyone seemed old
In youth I was shy, not strong and bold
In Maturity I'm more confident, in control
Still feeling youthful, certainly never dull

Attitude is ours, to nurture and own
Comes with experience, of seeds sown
With many life options, we must decide
Hopefully we asked, for the wise to guide

Final choices are ours... it just has to be
Never blame others, into the future see
Being brave at times, can make us strong
As admitting in hindsight, if we was wrong

Learning from mistakes, acceptable in life
Whether good or bad, can lead to strife
Character building, inner strength can grow
Good people are important, you'll by now know

Some you can trust, others you must not
Never regret the process, join every dot
Those who make you sad, will pull you down
Remember smiles are important, not a frown

So as you mature, there are experiences leant
Emotional bridges, can so easily be burnt
Find what makes you happy, enjoy each day
Age isn't so bad, pick choices wisely ...
or health will pay.