Advanced Years
Advanced Years
Miracle Man
1/2/2025
We no longer dine with the “Tough Old Birds,”
and mid eighties isn't just a number.
Past our persona lies meaningless words,
but we fight off things that might encumber.
No bird in flight surpasses time for speed,
Desire and ability aren’t the same.
It’s a time when we're expected to concede,
like age, a number, is what we’ve became.
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