Life

The body is old

But not defeated

The mind has slowed

But its not depleted

The eyes are blurry

But are not blind

The hair has thinned

But not completely gone

The ears still hear

But not as good

When you talk

Speak up if you could

The legs are wobbly

But can still walk

The voice is raspy

But can still talk

The arms are weak

But can still lift

Thoughts still come

But not as quick

The hands are hurting

But can still write

I hope that each morning

I awake from the previous night

(c) 1-23-2026

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