Sunday, November 10, 2013

The Invasion of Grey

The invasion of grey
Has since turned white
While the gleam in my eye
Is a little less bright
The ache in my muscles
Is clearly pronounced
Old age is upon me
Without being announced
A wry smile flickers
Betraying cognition
Grim Reaper waits patiently
For my submission

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