Young And Old Poem by Aparna Chatterjee

Young And Old



I count the years
I have - to live…

They count the days
They have - to live…

I'm young,
They're old

Life has a lot
In store for me

Their storage space
Is less…

For me, life goes fast…
For them, life went fast.

How they wish
Life was slow -
And they wouldn't
Have to go…

POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
(this poem is dedicated to my aged parents, the thought of losing them, worries me every day, yet there's no way I can keep mortality at bay.)
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