Rerun

The things I valued the most are no longer a part of my life.

And those who were most crucial have since disappeared.



Future aspirations and longings don't exist at all.

And I regretfully miss the person I used to be.



My old life's memoriesleave my heart broken and serve as a painful reminder of reality and the need for change.



This world is so unpredictable.

One day you will vanish from everyone's memory.

They merely leave you far behind; you're not required or appreciated.



I've battled through some hopeless situations, through violent storms and waves.



My entire life has been a struggle.

It wasn't easy getting here for me.



I have earned the right to be old.

I've accomplished an accomplishment by surviving.



I made mistakes, but I also learned from them, and I can proudly say that now.



What about my gold medals?

There, in lights, is my name.



Although I wasn't the prettiest or sharpest, I put up a pretty good fight!



Where are all the thunderous cheers and "Way to go!" cries?

Where are all the compliments I believe I should be receiving?



I'll then sing my own praises and give myself a hearty high five.

You put up a brave battle and are still very much alive today.



You have a soul that has preserved its radiance and a heart of gold.

You've sacrificed, lost, and fallen in love.

Even though you weren't flawless, you tried.



And I say to all elderly people who have lived over the a
ge of 40, "You are truly Golden Heroes. May you live for a hundred more!"