Grey hair turns silvery,

Eyesight becomes blurry,

Hearing becomes dimly,

Speech becomes mumbles,

Walking becomes unsteadily,

Remembering turns to forgetfulness,

All these becoming worse each year!

No medication for fragile bones and joints,

Daily aches and pain whole day long!

I have become what I am,

Where is my former youthful frame?

Time has stealthily replaced it,

Without my approval and against my will,

It has robbed me of every thing I have,

But not my spirit!


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