Getting Old Poem by Nancy Chambers
Getting Old
Rating: ★4.5
I was never told
How much things change
When we get old
Hair turns gray
Teeth decay
No longer trim
Eyes grow dim
Aches appear
Fallings a fear
Can't always hear
Still gotta give life all you've got
Cause who wants to die from
Rocking chair rot
Wednesday, March 20, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: old age
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