Old Age 2 Poem by Tex T Sarnie

Old Age 2

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My body's tap keeps dripping,
and my knees are giving me pain.
I'm living in a fog because of cataracts
and my memory is going down the drain.

I'm tending to think a lot about my childhood
and how much life has changed since then.
Fortunately, not everything has changed for the worse,
but I wish I could live my life over again.

Monday, November 25, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: life
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Mahtab Bangalee 25 November 2019

changing is there, here, everywhere but something and someone remain unchanged it's the strength of life it's the way of surviving........//

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