87

Believe it or not, I am now 87!

My body is weary; yes, that’s right.

My mind constantly denies any such age.

For some unknown reason, I’m still 39.

Most of the time, my body wins that argument.

Boy, oh boy, it sure would be nice, though,

Being 39 again, if only for a day or two.

When I see a really lovely woman go by,

I’m 39 again and almost reach to touch.