Know this, a time comes when one must face
the darkness of reality. The cruel and gruesome
realism that awaits the aging body. A fist full
of ugly comes pouncing down the path and the
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Planning for a better day Home is where you ought to be, No institutions for you Save your money and be good to others, May true love look after you. These are the anecdotes that may help one to lead the evening of life peacefully. However, it is generally found that the one who love their old kith and kin face lot of limitations due to ever intensifying struggle for existence. In such scenario the old people may not like to ss their suffering. Hence it is better to compromise wherever possible and bear possible hardships. Thanks for sharing.
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Reality of life. Distressing but true. The ‘time’ that is available in this instant is our own. At least we can save for ourselves, be with good people, and believe firmly in ‘a healthy body in a healthy mind’. I’m just trying to be positive, though it is so difficult.
I had a rather long, dramatic introspection typed in here but as I hit send, it vanished. So let me just say, I know what you are talking about. Just keep smiling, Melvina! !
Thank you Kelly for your continual support of reading my poems.....
Verily, the passing time of life concludes to old age bringing weakness, helplessness, dependent traits in our life and we should be prepared to face the it. A lovely poem conveying a message...........10
The fist full of ugly...How reality does strike with great suddenness, force, and resolve...This is an amazing work.