Growing Old
poem by:
Dan Miltz
Written
on Dec 10, 2016
O' here and too, now it appear Ah, tis' by means, it golden year Way to mortal glowing It would seem to have disappear Aged and low, in a twilight near Ever young, old growing Boohoo-hoo and taketh to heart The glut of days, gone by depart But, what else, are you thee Other than old, years, pass by smart Humanity gone, from the start Daydream no more, foresee © daniel miltz
Tags: Fear, Encouraging, Love, Wishful,
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Arch Angel commented:
This is sad...
Maria Williams
commented:
We are only as old as we perceive ourselves to be. I will feel forever young, because I choose to feel that way. A very well written poem, Daniel.
