Beutiful Old Age

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It ought to be lovely to be old;

An people with the doors open that they hold.



You have special perkes like for example the seinor special or seinor day at your home or hospetal bed;

But you perfer to be outside and at a resturant instead.



You are not driveing anymore and that is a good thing to save;

Or you might be put in early in your grave.



The wrinkled smile of completeness that follows a life lived undaunted and peacefull;

Because with wisdom and lessos learned in your past years your very knowledgeable.



Now your your needing some guidence and your father who is in his last days;

You realise what is going on in this type of phase.



I Look at my father and I know he has faced tragady and used to have a mother and also a wife;

He is now dying and said that it was fun but it's been a life.

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