Growing Old Poem by Andesikuteb yamusa
Growing Old
The thing about growing old
Is that age mounts on you
You know when to cry
And why to cry
You also know clearly well
How to hold your cheer
You don't go about jumping like a child
Whose emotions goes with the weather
Crying when its summer
Cheerful when its winter
The real thing about growing old
Is you lose that child in you.
Tuesday, May 23, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: childhood
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