Joseph May Poet Nonet

Through the Ages

Gray hairs embrace wrinkles in your face
       Father time has given you grace
        Slowly the mind starts to fade
        Glasses are custom made
               As your vision dims
               Aches in your limbs
                     Teeth in  jar
                            Too far
                              Gone

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Sara Kendrick October 6, 2013 at 7:04 PM Reads like a winner to me..A great story told in a short poetic form of time..Enjoyed reading your creation..Thanks for the visit to my page..Sara

Wilma Neels October 3, 2013 at 6:41 AM Awesome write Joseph, you've covered all angles :) Joseph May October 3, 2013 at 8:20 AM thank you Wilma

Andrea Dietrich October 2, 2013 at 11:17 PM Now THIS is a poem on getting old. Well done!! Joseph May October 3, 2013 at 8:19 AM thank you Andrea

Sandra Adams October 2, 2013 at 7:28 PM witty take on the topic, enjoyed the read :) Joseph May October 3, 2013 at 8:18 AM thank you Sandra

Dr.Ram Mehta October 2, 2013 at 8:10 AM Nice humor and thanks if it is for the contest. Joseph May October 2, 2013 at 8:18 AM Thank you Dr. Mehta....It is...