‘‘Age is graceful dying.’’


We all fear the changing years.

When wrinkles make facial fault lines

and sudden pains become our greatest fears

with dreams we weren’t able to find.

So we so filled with deep-seated dread

fly away to yesterday

from the realm of walking dead

to where we hope our bodies will stay,

its  energy, its life to us will be fed

and the cock’s final crow will be kept at bay.

Yet, searching for exhausted youth

 will bear not joyous

but the tragic truth

that age be all-consuming and all-embracing

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