A Poem About Getting Old

i’m getting OLD

i’m getting EL’D

i’m getting AULD

i’m getting holed

i’m getting whole’ d

i’m getting healed

i’m getting ALL ‘d

i’m getting wizened & wise but wish that I wasn’t

Life’s full of surprise, the only tarot constant

i have always been & I shall always bee

Thankful for my life spent happy & free

In this land of Milk & Honey

Yes i have always been & i shall always be

as you have always been here now reading me

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i am here. i am not here.

i never was here & yet here i am

mostly i was never here

& yet all ways was i here & here i shall always be

So let friendliness & kindness spread out like a virus

to all who read this, imprint upon O.S. Iris

For all time let it be

For all time let it be

For all time let it be

i live in you & yew live in me.

A Poem About Getting Old

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