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The Brass Years!Copyright @ 2004 Brian D Roberts, Pen Name Is; Lark Douglas When Golden Steps Appear In Life; The Place Of Age Times Thirty Twice! A Generation That Is Filled With Strife; No Golden Threads To Entice! When Choices Made Of Food Or Drugs; To See Your Savings Come Unstrung! Your Few Possessions Vanish Quickly; Shelves For Dust, Far Too Empty! Though Health Be Failing; Too Much The Burdens Growing Stressed! Insurance Priced More, But Pays Far Less; The Zest For Life Is Less Impressed! So These, Their So Called Golden Years: Are Not Possessive Of A Lesson. For Most They're Filled With Hardships Borne; So Look There Deeply Be Forewarned! Though Golden More Tarnished To Lesser Metal; Closer Yet To Brass Than Level! Though Century Change, Situation's The Same; The Elderly Will be In Pain! An Irrespective Taste Of Ageless Years! To Bring The Aging Unto Tears! Poetry Ad-Free Upgrades Vote for this poem
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