Elder

Memories fade,
wrinkles appear.
Life changes,
and things disappear.
The passing of time,
moves steadily on.
quicker than light,
the sun breaking dawn.
It is a strange thing,
to feel old and lose place.
rationing breaths,
as they seem to be displaced.
Knowledge and know how,
Years to be counted and measured
Frailty adorn thy face,
fore lorn grace and composure.

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