Age at some
Point
Takes over
The body.
Simple moves
Turn into
Hard maneuvers
To make.
Loved ones
Visit, they
Have their own
Lives to live.
They come
They leave
Nest again
Is empty.
Life seems
To be still
Memories
Seem to live.
Great poem about the short journey in this life.'Life seems To be still Memories Seem to live'. Thank you for sharing this awesome.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
With age comes privations of many sort. Body strikes, social life becomes weak. Friends and relatives come just for a short visit and when they leave, we are once again left lonely with a handful of memories! You have rightly presented the changes in life!