Old Age
age is a state of mine
I wont state mine if you don't mind
you are only old as the one you feel
this is what is real
if we stated our age in dog years we grow old all to fast
after all a dog can still lick his a**
when are we to old
I don't know
after all in our youth we do thing not so becoming
mid life what a let down or is it a break down
in our later years we have regrets les we forget
to all I say age is a state of mine if you don't state it we want mind
Copyright © Patricia Bernard | Year Posted 2014
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