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By bp Submitted by bp Date: 2013 Mar 25 Comment on this Work [[2013.03.25.09.36.28084]] |
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the days of age by rgpage the days of age are finally here and me now old with body cold, my life has come a struggle. our children now grown and out on their own. with their children to guide from trouble. yes the time is fall the sky is grey, the leaves are red and gold. the seasons parse our waning days much shorter now, as we continue growing old. my wife I see, not old like me in the course of the many years. her supple skin magnetic smile my memories of her youth so clear. my thoughts go back through numerous years our children then were small, to friends then lost with all our tears in youthful days, i see them one and all. back then no thoughts of getting old. no worrying about a future maze . we couldn’t see through a foggy haze, we lived our days so bold. the days of age we didn’t know nor did we give them thought. we were young and life was fun we didn’t see reality’s sting, or think that we’d ever be caught. the days of age are upon us now life’s circle almost complete. with family and friends that have gone on ahead we’ll see them again when we meet. |