When i am in my 80s

When i am in my 80s
I would've travelled globe
   in search of ladies.

Unfortunately and to my dismay
It finally turned out -
          I wasn't gay.

So I will find a man with trailer,
Two homeless dogs,
A piece of paper

And always choosing
    the highest hill
I will be sitting writing novels
About imaginary and real,
About animals and tribes,
About weaknesses and will
And surely about islands.

I will adopt two boys
   as my grandchildren.
And they'll grow up on stories
Like those of van der Linden.

And after getting involved
    in another venture
My friends would all claim,
'They inherited your thirst
     for adventures.'

We're gonna make
night walks in woods,
We're gonna be free sailors
   selling our goods.
   
So i will do a lot of
  cooking, cleaning, steering
Which surely won't make me
more appealing. 

But yet i'll be the happiest one
And end up on a cruiser full of waiters.
There'll be nothing bad in my 80s.