Conjoined
Conjoined,
(Age & Depression)
Written: by Tom Wright
January 2015
My Golden years are tarnished,
Fact is, they now resemble rust.
Now most daily conversations,
Wear an argumentative crust.
I’m plagued by numerous issues,
Virtually all related to health.
As personal desires go unmet,
Commodities steal my wealth.
Age has left me with no options,
My good times rest in my past.
Seems I’m biding time awaiting
The day to be counted my last;
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