It is depressing to feel the creep
Of old age, all of us want to keep
The vigor of our youth forever
To lose energy and enthusiasm never
There are so many ways to conceal
The signs of age, but time does still steal
Youth away, no matter how much you delude
Yourself into thinking you would not let age intrude
On your spirits and your most cherished beliefs
But they change, so you have to turn over a new leaf..
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Grey hair, aching muscles, deteriorating memory
Whether you like it or not, shall be featured in your story
You have to accept them, you may not have a choice
But this is the time to find your authentic voice
All this while you’ve been going with the flow
Now it is time to go on a new path, as fast or as slow
As you want, this is your life that you customize
Aging seems to punish you in many ways, let this be your prize
Passion...unbridled 