it is strange getting old,
fading from gold
to base metals
fading like flower petals
losing value
till you feel
worthless
a little like dust
it is strange getting old
strength fades away
vigor dissipates
and strange reminders
of a life long gone
are all that is left
bones creek, muscles ache
and thought is you only friend
it is strange getting old
as the smoke of youth
billows away
the wisdom of time
hangs dense
shading light in dull times
it is strange getting old.
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