My, oh my, what has gotten me here?

Was it Steph’s soft touch or 9 pints of beer?

What exactly did lead me to this?

A pregnancy test begun with a kiss?

I can’t recall us planting the seed.

Yet, a flower bloomed instead of a weed.

It’s blissful just to hold your small palm.

Yet, I mourn for days of time, youth, and calm.

I was a young man, eons ago.

Now I’ve gone gray and my body is slow.

Thank you dear Worm for aging me fast.

You bring me joy, but I still miss my past.