ageing
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These Days I Have To Say...
That When It Comes To Wordplay...
That I Now Put To Page....
MAN I Can Feel The CRACKS ... !!!
As My Body ... LACKS ...
The Youth It Once Had ... !!!
When I Could Withstand Exercise Programmes ....
That Worked All The Muscles That Slowly DO Crumble ... !!!
Old age showed up one day
Smiling,
the curves of her lips held softer edges,
Her hands were delicately lined,
An ancient wire system,
Still alive,
The woven fabric of steel grey
It was ages ago
But my mind recollects these memories once more
I can still hear the laughter from it's wooden door
The dancing footsteps on the floor
And my father's voice cloaked in a snore
She grows up
She's not the same as she was first born
she grew bigger than I had imagined
She's more taller
and has a beautiful stance whenever she aligns her feet underneath
the doorway of my room
Life's Clock
By: Katelyn DeShane
Tick-tock
the hands turn
round and round.
When you're young
Dear Child,
I want you to come into the world
And I don’t mind if you cry
For it means that you can breathe
It means you won’t die
I will hug you to slumber
As the cool wind blew briskly through the barren forest a single head of fire bounced down t
