Over The Hill
It seems so many years ago that I started on lifeís path
And it really hasnít been so bad as I look back in aftermath,
As a youth I climbed a mountain and struggled on until
I reached the mountainís summit, where I found it just a hill.
My father always said to me to think before I spoke
And when Iíd decided what to do, to make sure I filled the yoke,
When you decide to begin a task, donít half way start to stall,
Do the job as if you meant it or donít do it at all.
How many times he said that to me is really hard to say
But itís a rule Iíve always followed and I still follow it today,
He always set the standard high, a pathway hard to fill,
And he never veered from that path until he passed oíer the hill.
The way that it has helped me I would like to now express
For itís the lessons learned when young that helps in lifeís success,
Be honest in all things you do so you can hold your head up high,
Youíll find the dividends that it will pay will not pass you by.
One of the major factors thatís been a boon through life
When I succumbed to a maidenís charms and took her as my wife,
Life has been a partnership though at times the roads been rough
But itís the ability to pull together when the goingís getting tough.
To raise five wonderful children is an achievement great of course,
A blessing without equal, Iím sure all parents will endorse,
To give them a good education and show them what was right,
To teach them what my father taught & keep the truth in sight.
I was probably nearing forty when I finally reached the top
And it was oíer the next twenty years that I hoped to reap the crop,
I think the secret is a balance between lifeís work and play
And to save a little on the side to use on a rainy day.
It took about twenty years or so before the slope would change,
I had to negotiate a down hill grade and my future rearrange,
Although my faculties are still intact, at least I hope they are,
For hope faith and perseverance has been like a guiding star.
Then one day it suddenly dawned that old age was the enemy,
Time has passed on the downhill run & I was not the man I used to be,
My youthful hope I could no longer grope or my cup of youth refill,
I knew at last that good health was past and that I was over the hill.
Lindsay P Wilson