Ageing With Grace and Beauty
Growing old,I am not afraid
Nor will hide in the shade
I will be brave
I will not cave
I am not ready for any grave
This journey I take will be a sail
I was created not to fail
Today nor tomorrow
Will I bail
Growing old doesn't mean
I have to give up and look pale
I think it's time
I begin to explore
I want to know more
After all I am tired of these old chores
No more being a bore
I believe , I deserve more
I have to explore
There is so much to see an adore
I need too soar
Open up a brand new door
Growing old is not at all a bore
It just means more time
For one to explore.
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