Age: the expenditure of the body, turning old, and tired, as it slowly dispenses with vitality.
- Summer has passed,
Autumn is nearly done,
the world moves toward Winter.
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I can certainly relate to this. Sometimes the mind says 'Climb that hill! ' and the body says 'Not today! '
'I'm a song without words, music lacking a melody, a voice losing sound. Thank God I still have my eternal rhythm, '--When one has the eternal rhythm, old age can not hold back the spirit to rise.So nicely penned!