Date: September 15, 2013

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Then Life is Old

Then Life is Old

When worry nudges with knuckled fists
And pockets hang loose with emptiness
When desertions, separations, snubs
and sneers
Form life’s main retinue——————-
When life is full of ‘yesterdays’
A roll of musty faded folds——–
Entangled in webs of memories,
A drab continuous past———–
THEN— LIFE IS OLD!

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