I cant see the world anymore like they do, my eyes are old and worn out....
I dont parade the earth with my sole from dusk to dawn anymore like I used to, my feet are weak and weary....
I dont have the strength to fight and keep up with this generation like I used to do mine...
I dont understand things much like before, my mind is tired and my head is heavy...
I can't remember faces anymore,
I perceive voices like wispers, far and distant and sometimes like war songs, loud and blaring....
Old age is taking me home, somewhere far enough for the youth never to set foot in....
I can't wait no more....
YOU ARE READING
Wounds of the Moon
ŞiirIwish you days with sunrise and gentle breezes. I wish you smiles with no reason to be sad I wish you happiness which knows no end I wish you peace of mind even in my mind I wish you love that will never wilter like ours has I am here for you, alway...
