Thinking about those who most feel their age and their aging....

Like a weary pilgrim,
With flesh and spirit contending,
I yearn for Jordan and
This life's ending.

Like a weary pilgrim,
Tent grown tattered,
Sand and wind stormed rimm'd,
Heart and eyes increasingly dimmed.

Like a weary pilgrim,
Travel stained and sore
How I yearn to serve
Until I reach Heaven's door.