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Old Age


The Old Age You again? You didn't leave my grandfather. You didn't leave my grandmother. You didn't leave my father. You didn't leave my mother. You have now come to me. You have Now barred my activities. You have affected my agility. You have weakened my sight. You have deafened me. You have caused me amnesia. You again? And where do you move to next? My son? My daughter? My grandson? My granddaughter?
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