Aging Gracefully Poem by Dorsey Baker
Aging Gracefully
All these words
Across the page
They run together
All these sounds you make
When you are, speaking
My ears just don't
Comprehend!
This old hip
Begins to complain
At the break of dawn
Grey hair
Going bald!
Where all these wrinkles
Come from?
Showing in my face
So many
Teeth removed
Oily skin gone dry
Wish I could walk that miles
But these old legs
They just won't let me
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