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When I Get Old

Just when the day wanes longer, Legs and body not getting any stronger, Memory short and not clear, Times of ending days are near. Hair turns from gray to white, And it seems like you're not feeling right When you're not fit but put on a strict diet--- That's when I get old. When there's less and less of family and friends, And it seems to wonder when will it end? When the beginning seems far,far, away after day--- That's when I'm getting old. Time is swiftly moving a long, Super speed in minutes and time, The winter years are quietly here Those days you can't get back, or even find--- That's when I'm getting old. When family multiplies even more, One by one and generation after generation, They are family strong and bold Building up of what we have left--- This is the duty of family when I get old. Looking back through the years In the mirror of life it's self Going back in time in space Where knowledge is like wealth--- As I get old. 5 Nov.2018

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