La vieillesse
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No one is exempted
When it comes to aging
It's inevitable and come at its own pace
We often see ourselves wounded
Old, helpless and batted
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As we see ourselves close to end
With the anticipation of fear
Our wings can no longer extend
Bring limitation to the fullest
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Why stop living when we're still breathing?
Live life as if our minds are flowing
Explore it through wining and dining
Resting is ideal no fretting
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Our body just isn't as resilient as it once was.
But most cases the mind is willing to fight the old age
Wrinkle that is, but maturity it's enjoyable
Just formulate the art of staying active
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As we're approaching the end mileage of life
We become emperors of this planet earth
We acquire the eagle set of eyes
That enable us to see beyond the veil.
© 2010 by _Patricia Etienne
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