Best By Date

Do I have a “best by date”?

And has it already past?

Like a cup of yogurt

Or heels of white bread 

Has my time slipped away far too fast? 

When was I at my best?

And did I even know?

Cuz now my hair has turned white 

I can’t sleep at night 

And my pace has started to slow. 

Or am I like an aged fine wine? 

Do I gain virtue as time slides away? 

Well I’ve started to think 

We should open and drink

And make a “best by date” of today. 

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