Old Age
OLD AGE
I am now old
I am no longer bold
As I used to be before
The smooth and tender skin
Of which I bore
Is no longer present at all.
My skin now has a rugged terrain
I now feel pain
And the grave beneath call
Old age has taken over me
Delicate and fragile skin I now see
Like a child I talked
Like a child I walked
Now, like the old I act
And the almighty fact
Remains that I am going down
And can no longer walk on my own.
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