He lost his teeth and so the taste.
He lost appetite.
No lustre, no vigour, no company.
Lonely, no more with the bed mate.
Is old age a curse? No.
I am in no demand, no obligation.
All the time is mine; a lot to do.
The things once aspired,
The things once left unfinished,
The things once abandoned,
Now I have to do,
To do before time runs out.
I shall do it as I wish
And when I wish.
I shall feel the feeling of well being.
The old age is a golden age.
01.07.2001, Pkd
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Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo Hop on my pogo, pogo, pogo, Cause we're gunna go, go, Get outta here yo. Don't wait for the snow, I'm as black as a crow, Go for olympic gold like I row, You know I will win, that's fo show. This poem is long, think it needs a good mow, Better than a book, like wind and the willow, Winning 75k, cause I'm making the dough, Young at heart so I'll shout #YOLO