The Joy of Living

When i was younger, i used to think that life ends at 45 -
That's the time when one would start to age...
That's time when one would suffer all kinds of aches and pains,
So i prayed that i would die at the age of 45! But now that i am more than a year older than 61:
I find that life is still so wonderful and everything's still beautiful,
I go to bed early every night and awake eagerly awaiting the dawn...
And i love life and treasure it all the more as each day passes...