Poem at poetreecreations.org
What is Ageing?
Let me think some more, I don’t want to give up anymore
Though I am a little confused, this is what to am used
Restricting things I do a bit, however I feel am fit,
Wait, I was supposed to put something straight!
Oh My God, am Ageing!
I slow adapt to new things,
I want to be faster with new wings.
My skin is showing up a change,
I forget things and feel’s strange.
Oh My God, am Biologically Ageing!
I feel am looked differently,
And skipping functions eventually.
My wisdom is to be shared,
I truly need to be cared.
Oh My God, am Socially Ageing!
Am I really old?
Question shines like a glittering gold.
When wine gets better, not bad,
Why ageing makes me feel so sad?
Oh My God, am Psychologically Ageing!
But let me take all the grace,
Growing old is…
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