Old Age Comments

iip, for some unknown reason i especially enjoyed these lines: Revelations spring hot prisons, pain I'm tired and so. i don't THINK you will mind if i copy the poem below and insert some doubts [in brackets] about what you meant to type. it could very possibly be that there are NO typos here, but i'm not sure. if i don't try to understand or find mistakes, i like the flow/sound of your poem quite a bit. thanks for sharing. :) bri I hear the world applaud frail limbs grow numb. Eye's [Eyes? ; no apostrophe] grow dim, the priest has said no more upon your head than you can bare [bear? ] The truth of that small children know to ask. The hollow tree dark skies lost limbs. As humans die, alive, myself-what more. Yes, this and that what more! How ever deep I sigh, fowever [forever? ] more. To see the world the distant past thy prophet told. Ravished eyes to climb such heights and quite [quiet? ] now I go. To spend long days the shorter nights that grow. And once we are we ever [we are ever? ] younger, old I feel. Revelations spring hot prisons, pain I'm tired and so. It's - all - when we can't hear the world applaud, the final stage and quite [quiet? ] death in living, I was human to [too? ] .