Whooshing waterfall dripping and splashing with abandon

You played and screamed with innocent joy as a child

Those drops were once wandering in a big lake

You were lost in a teenage crowd with no ambition

Escaping to meander down a slow river

You started to dream in adult life and chased it

Speeding up over rocks and rapids

You became addicted in middle age and could not turn back

Now they tumble down on a one way ticket

You took more risks as a senior despite the obvious danger

Hurtling down the waterfall to smash on the rocks below

Your old age death was inevitable 

The water survives the fall and regroups to travel down a new river

You were reborn into a new and exciting life