Growing Old Poem by Annette Aitken
Growing Old
Growing old
I wouldn't mind growing old
as long as I had
someone to dance with
to make the golden years
flow gracefully.
That is such a lovely thought. A wish that all of us carry. Thinking other way around is scary. Thanks Annette.
Well said, Annette! May God consider you, and bless you according to your words.
Wow! What a thought! It is a great encouragement for us. I am also in the same boat. This is an inspirational poem. Thanks for sharing. My rating will be 10 for this.
Dancing together. What could be more pleasant? Lovely thought, Annette.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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4/19/2024 8:09:45 PM # 1.0.0.1119
A very touching and wonderful poem, remember age is but a number and life is what really counts.