OLD AGE
Old age is a place, we all aspire to go
How does it looks and feels?
Is it graceful and filled with serenity
With wisdom lined engraved on the face
Or a rugged landscape of regrets?
And some memories that time cannot erase?
March 20, 2025
Copyright © Yusuf Adamu | Year Posted 2025
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