That Door

See that door, it's over there
Where it leads, I do not care
I'm comfy here, in my chair
Life's been good, no despair

Friends, we've had some blasts
Together shared life's paths
Problem is few come most go
As we age, don't you know

Memories fade, but I've seen a lot
What's left, not a lot
Why go out I have to ask
The struggle can be such a task

So here I sit, enjoying life
Why change, its my right