Thoughts on growing old.
Old age is not for the faint of heart,
when body, and beauty both fall apart.
wrinkles show up most everywhere,
and things seem more difficult then the were,
when we were young, and on the move.
and knew that we still had our groove.
We never gave one single thought,
to a life that could be fraught,
with aches and pains, and flu’s with coughs,
who told us life could be so rough,
and that we’d begin to fall apart,
No, old age is not for the faint of heart.
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