Grandpa, Grandma Poem by james watkin

Grandpa, Grandma



A fund of truths
To prosper by.
Of tales, life's, no treasure-store's dust!
Age'd he, she
For age alone
Is now an object of disgust.

Wednesday, April 19, 2023
Topic(s) of this poem: old age
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james watkin

james watkin

Melbourne Australia
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