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[ edit poem ] Walk With Me As I Age They say that you can measure age- By the way you feel. That growing old is optional, That old age isn’t real… I have a hard time grasping that, As my hair turns grey and thin: And joints that once were supple, Today will hardly bend. My strength from other, better days- Has sprouted wings and flown, And nearly all my family- I find are dead and gone. But I’m not mourning; not at all- Life does reciprocate. And beauties oft amaze me- Especially here of late. My fading strength has slowed me down- So now I take the time, To smell the roses that I pass, Enjoy life sublime. Relationships mean so much more- As I draw near the end- And family more precious, As well as every friend. So slow your step, yea, take your time- Ere we pass off the stage… Won’t you walk a mile with me, As I so quickly age? © John R. Yaws. All rights reserved, a year ago
Posted on: Fri, 04 Oct 2013 23:58:24 +0000

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