You feel the ebbing in your skin,
Your teeth, hands, eyes and walking.
But age is becoming in a ‘child of life’,
As long as you’re still talking.
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Maintain all moments of belonging.
Let intimacy remain a treasure.
Trade loneliness as closeness grows,
Don’t hide the grace that age bestows.
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While struggling with tiny print,
While needing brighter lights,
Age softly with a mortal calm,
Let contentment reach its heights.
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Do not let your retorts flag,
Every story has an ending.
Beauty is replaced by wisdom,
Hold fast to comprehending.
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Leave good stories as you go.
Make sure the passion stays.
Observe life’s changing patterns,
Towards the end of days.
Leave monuments, not ruins,
As you travel down the track.
For this time round, at least,
There is no going back!