Nothing But Aging Poem by Dorsey Baker

Nothing But Aging



Sick and tired
upon this weary stage
Many years of age
fighting courage
and fighting fear
a flood rage
Of tears appear
spring and
Summer is always fleeting
winter comes rushing
With its somber greeting
when a rose refuse the rain
Its beauty cannot complain

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