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Am Getting Old

Am getting old yet heart’s aglow
Bliss thunder throbs within
Way of life, tranquil stillness slow
Wrinkles adorn my skin

Mind not life scars and pain
Now, no bondage, no chain
As wisdom, I ingrain

My hands feel cold
Am getting old

14-January-2022
Quietus 

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Valsa George January 14, 2022 at 8:02 PM How beautifully you have summed up the pain of old age, yet keeps the ember of life alive that can be blown into a flame. Lovely ! Unseeking Seeker January 14, 2022 at 10:51 PM Absolutely! Thanks for dropping by, Valsa

L Milton Hankins January 14, 2022 at 9:15 AM Simply lovely...but, oh my, aren't we all! Unseeking Seeker January 14, 2022 at 10:51 PM And yet heart is vibrant!

Deb M January 14, 2022 at 8:45 AM Really lovely U.S and I can relate! Well written. Debx Unseeking Seeker January 14, 2022 at 10:50 PM Kind of creeps up on us slowly, doesn’t it?