I don’t mind getting old

Really

After all

I’ve put the years in

Its just the indignity of growing old

All those years gone by

Getting married

And having children

Not that I see them much

But those memories are worth their weight in gold

But memories can slip away

That’s the indignity of growing old

I didn’t really know

What old age would be like

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I don't know if you ever read those poetry prompts you can find on line. One I was saw was writing a poem that spells out your name. here's a quick effort . .

Seriously, take a good look at yourself. It’s

Time to do something new

Even if it means packing your job in because

Very soon, perhaps

Earlier than you think: your time is running out . .

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Your heart still beats

And the blood still pumps around

You can think and move

You can articulate your thoughts

But remember

You must die

You’ve not travelled much

And the world has hardly felt your touch

You’ve done nothing worthwhile to speak of

Time is running out

But remember

You must die

Then again, you’ve tasted the breath of freedom

And seen ...

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I was made in England

And charged with English blood

In England born and bred

I’ve got England in my head

I’ve walked on English lanes

And breathed in English air

It’s English ground I tread

And I’ll be English until I’m dead

I’m English through and through

And England lives in me

And its English blood that’s in my veins

And an Englishman I...

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No need to talk of love

Some things are better left unsaid

I didn’t tell you then

And I can hardly tell you now

Although some days I find the thought hanging on my lips

Deep inside I’ll say the words

I can see them like hot breath on a cold night

Though I can’t say them out loud

Better to wait for darker days

For eulogies perhaps,

For talking about the ...

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