I’m sixty three, my mind tells me I’m ten
Except for all the pain, now and again
My aches and pains will be the death of me
I feel like ten, but I am sixty three
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I am sixty three, but I am really ten
Who knows what I 'll do next, or even when
I sit on clouds of laughter, not remorse
And love the way my life seems so off course- - - - - A fabulous poem, so positive, full of vitality.It exudes enthusiasm like a ten year old.Loved reading.- - - - - - -10
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I am sixty three, but I am really ten Who knows what I 'll do next, or even when I sit on clouds of laughter, not remorse And love the way my life seems so off course- - - - - A fabulous poem, so positive, full of vitality.It exudes enthusiasm like a ten year old.Loved reading.- - - - - - -10