Old Age Poem by Obodoh Faith

Old Age

Gray hair sparkles on the head.
Wise sayings spread,
like green grass.
Proverbs and insight they possess.
With their tongue comes blessing and a curse.
Hardwork and skills of long ago,
fill their hands.
Making naive ones learn.
Open your eyes and see gray hair.
It is like comfort to the soul.

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