There was a time
This face, looking old and wrinkled,
was once shining, glowing and beautiful.
This skin, looking rough and crinkled,
was once fine, smooth, healthy and appealing.
These eyes, sunken with poor vision,
were once pretty, charming.and ebullient.
These hands, shaky, lost precision
were once fresh, smooth with well-manicured nails.
The mouth now with no single tooth
was once full of laughter, bright in its glow.
A life once lived with grace and couth
now whispers stories through the quiet night.
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