October Flashbacks

I can’t believe this is October,
We’re in mid-Autumn once again;
Oh! How quickly time has flown,
Since I took up my pen.

To herald in a bright New Year,
With possibilities that caught attention;
Better get your skates on quick,
Before you are on the pension.

Don’t leave it for retiral years,
That’s classed as a bed of roses;
Nobody mentions the many thorns,
And failing energy in small doses.

Do the things you wish for Now,
Not on some far off future date;
Go on! Start to tick them off,
‘til you clean up the slate.