OLDAGE

poem by: Ja Ja
Written on Jan 13, 2018 

Our car, among the classics
Our things, became antique
We, turned into relics
And our friends, befit a clique

Our cottage, now the hermitage
Our home, is a relique
Our life, will be a heritage
And when we talk, it’s a critique

What we do, has grown archaic
Our habits, turned oblique
Our thinking, esoteric
But now, we are unique
WIZDUMBs by JA 418

 

Tags: Happy, Humor, Rhyme,

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Frank Hornby . commented on Jan 13, 2018 at 3:43pm
..Old age.....gold age.....nice poem..

 

 

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