Age

Age
A message
Comes to us-
As we receive  
We must read it
Properly and progressively

Let us be heedful 
To its nuances
Let us get rid 
Of expected nuisances 

As days pass on
We grow on
As we get old
Many will unfold

We must find 
The thing to be found

As we dwell
We must get well

Our present 
Must be met 
Our past 
Should not be 
Our future

Age 
A message
It should convert
Into a literature
Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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