You Forget Poem by Juan Olivarez

As you get older,
With the passing of time,
You forget to run,
You forget how to climb.

You forget you once ran,
From dawn to twilight.
And when you came home,
You were quite the sight.

But you never forget. The skies of your youth, clouds at sunset.
And for that, I am grateful,
I have no regrets.

Now, I walk a lot slower,
My best bud is my cane.
But it's been a great ride,
There's been more sunshine, than rain.