Saturday, 12 October 2013

Youth and Old Age

Came to me in a frightening and realistic dream Death, with his eyes and teeth so hungry I wait, he said, and am impatient Someday you shall be my slave An old and worn hag Proud you may be Realise you not That time Flies! Someday, he said, you will be wrinkled and cracked On that day, your time will be near Just wait and watch while being passive As you do treat the old Same will you be treated So, meanwhile, do relish Youth is temporary Time flies Subtly!

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