The School of Hard Knocks
by Bob Grant
My birthday’s today – another year another page,
Next one’s the big one – retirement age.
Sixty-five – not so bad,
Not really happy – not really sad.
Medicare’s a must – so I am told,
The advantage of which – not really sold.
Remember the past – when I was young,
Different time then – old songs were sung.
At less than 30 – wanted to be older,
In my 40’s – wanted to be bolder.
In my 50’s – reality set in,
In my 60’s – can only grin.
Experience should be wrapped in a box –
Instead it it comes through The School of Hard Knocks.