Aging
In everyone's mind
A story is written
From the day we are born
With sound, smell and vision
Unlike a book
No presuppositions
Every day is the turn of a page
Some filled with laughter
Some filled with rage
Gathering wisdom
Getting better with age
All good books
Will one day decay
Even great classics
Have bindings that fray
Snow-white pages
Fading to grey
Once past their prime
Our minds will forget
With the passing of time
Less recollect
Life once sublime
Becomes derelict