The Facts of Life

The hardest part's not growing up, It's growing old. The toughest part's not facing life, It's facing facts. Life's path is not the same for all, If truth be told, Some lives are lived in words And some in acts. Life's a play and we the players, The world's our stage And parts are purely improvised. No lines to learn, The plot unfolds as we proceed From page to page Making entrances and exits Each in its turn. How long the show we're in will run, No one can say. We perform and execute our parts As best we can. And when we reach the final scene That ends the play, The final fact we'll face will be How well it ran.