Old Age

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Old Age

I'm tired!
I'm OLD!
I am an old tired man!


What happened to youth?
It was here only yesterday
and now it has been too many tomorrow's


Once I could run, jump, play,
Now I run, SLOWLY, I jump at my own shadow, I Play with the grandkids.


Youth is flleeting!
Take advantage of being young!
You are only as old as you feel!

Old Age as my friend says

IT'S Not For Sissies!

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Poetry is either something that lives like fire inside you or else it is nothing, an empty formalized bore around which pedants can endlessly drone their notes and explanations.

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