On the Dock of Life
	Standing on the dock of life					Then one bright morning
	Watching the ships and the tide.					Appears a magnificient yacht.
	Would I ever get on one					I decide that this is the one
	And take a long ride?					With which I'll cast my lot.
	Many have come and gone					So I mount the gangplank
	And yet here I stand.					So confident and bold.
	I would love to get on board,					You'll never do says the Captain,
	And depart this dry land.					You're too old.
	As each loads its supplies,					As I left the dock,
	And gets ready to leave the dock,					All dejected and sad,
	I falter and hesitate,					I realized that I was
	And look at the clock.					No younger a young lad.
	By the time I make up my mind,					Then I saw with an insight
	It has already set sail.					Instantly strong and sure,
	But the very next one,					I should have taken an earlier ship
	I'll catch without fail.					And just enjoyed the adventure.
								Ivan