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Growing Old..

So tired of adverts On anti wrinkle cream How to stay young and free Growing older In the normal sense of the word Is more important to me Rather than looking for crows feet I want to be out in the garden Playing with daughter and having fun She doesn't care what I look like Whats paramount is that I am there Another day has begun I think of all the people Who have lost their lives So young and so full of hope So what if we get another wrinkle In the perspective of things I am sure we will cope The fact I age is a wonderful sign The beautiful thankyou I carry on Be there for my little girl as she begins to grow As for the anti ageing process creams You can keep them all I'm alive, and grateful for that That's all I need to know....

Copyright © | Year Posted 2009




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Date: 3/20/2009 3:47:00 PM
Thanks, my friend, if we live long enough the paper turns yellow too ... and its not gold, but the word, the word, Jo, from the beginning until now it is eternal. I never write it, it wrote me ... and wrote the optimism of this poem too. Love always
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Date: 3/15/2009 2:40:00 PM
damn those anti ageing creams! lol
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