I'm old and I'm wrinkled I sit in my chair,
eyes dim and faded, but memories are there,
of family and children, of lovers and like,
of sorrow and glad times, of pity and strife.
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You make me feel so old! I only feel 20 inside! ! ! Make it go away: '(deeply offended by this poem! You must be a bitter old bag!