Growing Old

by firechk   Dec 4, 2005


As we are growing
we wonder when we are
going to die
If it's going to be in our home
or in the hospital we lie
How many are we going
to leave behind?
Well, lets not think of the future
lets remember the past
and enjoy it while it lasts
We can laugh and have fun
or we can cry and let
our tears run
But as we grow old together
we can remember each
other forever

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