Aging

getting old
Feeling cold
Croaky voice
Have no choice
Wrinkled skin
Getting thin
Thin and scraggy
Eyes baggy
Mouth droopy
Going loopy
Legs all swollen
Youth has gone
Stolen
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November 13, 2019 at 10:57 PM
Youth has gone.. But old is gold.. Compare youth to youth and old to old.. Then every age is beautiful.. Nice poem..
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