Aging - A Poem
proving that nothing last.
We grow wrinkly, gray, and old,
thus losing the days we hold.
but now you can't even lift a table.
Old age makes one weaker
making one susceptible to wither.
one can try but escaped by no one.
This is one cycle all must face,
one should accept and be not dazed.
it is so, even though it's hard to swallow.
Yet there is nothing to fear, for aging
does not equates your caging.
but the soul is forever young hither.
Be flustered not for our Father above
will make us stay by His side with love.
"Aging" by vegaron
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What is your native language? Your grammar is off, but it's still a nice poem/feeling.
My bad. I'm from the Philippines and English is just my second language.