Sickness Of Aging Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Sickness Of Aging
Wishing with every ounce of strength to be young, strong
and healthy once again.
Seeing yourself lonely, helpless and dependent on others,
it is too hard to bear the truth.
What can be done? Nothing.
For the clock of youth has long since gone, leaving just
the slow ticking behind.
No more motion, no more action, just a flaccid body now
clinging to life in a bed.
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