Age creeps up from deep within
The mind , the body the outward grin
The friendly smile or agile brain
But body’s strength is on the wain
The creeping wither diluting blood
The energy no longer flood
An effort to even raise a hand
Strength slips away like wave washed sand
But all of that is yet to come
For present let’s enjoy the sun
And wander now through meadows sweet.
While I can still stand on my feet.
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