Growing Old... Gracefully
itchy_1uk

sometimes i cannot remember
when i'm standin' on the stair
if i should up for somethin'
or did i just come down

and before the fridge so often
my mind is filled with doubt
now, did i put some food in
or come here to take some out

if it's not my turn to to write dear friend
i hope u won't get sore
i may think that i have written
and don't want to be a bore

so remember that i like you
and wished you live quite near
now it is time to mail this
and say goodbye my dear

at last i stand beside the mail-box
and my face it sure is red
for instead of mailing this to you
i have opened it instead

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