Six Days to Sixty

I've got the skids on, but they are not working because sixty is coming at me faster than it should.  Doesn't matter what we do, those days and hours just keep on marching by and before we know it, boom!  We are old.  No, I don't want to be old.  There is no going back, only forward. 

Stand in youthful places, then.Face the music and get over it.  Enjoy the last few days of the fifties, because you have no choice.