Old Age Poem by Mario, Lucien, Rene Odekerken

Old Age



If the past
is ignored or denied
by the present

And if the present
is not allowed to live or exist
because of the past

Maybe than
Old age is living a life
without a future

Saturday, January 14, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: life,future,old age
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Sister Frances 14 January 2017

If the past molds us into a shape And we are molding our future With our present The Old age becomes almost predictable or not, just Frances trying to be clever :) 10+++++ for a thought provoking poem :)

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