Sixty years old today

At 60 years old, the journey seemed almost over. But why don't I feel the age? I felt I had just left my beloved school, just retired from the Malaysian Army and still feeling being a part of it. Memories, though many are missing, are still fresh in my mind. Hard to accept but that's the truth. We cannot fool ourselves. The mind may be young but the body is not - the wrinkles, the pain and aches, failing eye sight, hard of hearing, less strength and a hoard of other ailments speak for themselves. But I am thankful to Allah S.W.T in granting me a life this long and blessed with the many good things in life - a loyal wife, two children and four beautiful and bubbly grandchildren. I couldn't ask for more. Syukur Alhamdulillah. Here's a poem I wrote today for my schoolmates & classmates of the 60s/70s in Tanjong Lobang School, Miri, Sarawak. Growing Old Thinning hairs graying The skins wrinkling Eyesight failing Hard of hearing The springy walks missing Ankles and knees buckling The pains worrying O God! Why now coming? Are these the natural thing? That we all must be suffering Or had we been neglecting The basic principles of living? Sixty is more than half-way Thankful we’ve come to see today Ever grateful to have met all of you And to reminisce the TLS days so true Should I go before you Remember me with a smile No tears please just a sincere smile to keep me company in my final mile