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My Old Age

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I have seen an old woman woebegone to bare:
Her children and their beds have no time to care.
She lived with co-sufferers in the home for the aged;
Gaunt, for relationship pined, about condition raged.

I have met an old man alone, sometimes staggering;
His grandchildren clatter with lemans swaggering.
He got to the mart playing with pals of same range
Rather than staying home as a disregarded, strange.

I have feared that when decrepit, doting to deliver,
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Tuesday, November 24, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: life and death,old age
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
English version of
'Tuổi Già của Tôi' by THANH-THANH
on his 86th birthday
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COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Howard Savage 18 January 2016

Great poem about reality.

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Howard Savage 08 January 2016

Old age is a sign that you have lived. Rejoice about. You don't want to die young, so live and don't fear old age.

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Manonton Dalan 24 November 2015

very nice rhymes..........

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Kumarmani Mahakul 24 November 2015

I be will smiling satisfied to travel to the eternal; . Very touching poem shared that scribbles emotion fantastically.10

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