C. Albert Andrews
Youthful looks someday change
Hair turn grey as we aged,
Wrinkled skin through the years
Sight fades at different range.
Some things in life we just can't change.
The way we think is not as fast
Our memories sometimes not that sharp.
We forget names and places too.
Some things in life we just can't do.
Our speech gets slow
And sometimes slurred
Jaws start drooping and mouth now drawl
Mixed up words that sounds like scream
Things are different as we go down stream
No more urges
As desires fade
Our bodies flapping
As muscles failing
Signs of aging
And bodies shrinking
As things keep changing
Reality we are facing.
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