Of strength, of vigour and vim?
Slow, weak and deprived.
Measured lines of life
Countenance of grief and pain.
Old age sustained me.
Depth lines of sorrow
With no one to comfort me
Golden years amiss.
I'd seen glorious days
Society flaunting untold
Beauty and my wealth.
Where all my heydays
Gone? To nowhere with the wind?
On my own, alone.
Solitary life
My company through the years
Old age, my domain.
Time and time again
Each moment in my youth spent
All squandered and lost.
Soon my breathe will cease
Into the grave I lay rest
My destiny ends.
©Leah C. Dancel
Copyright @July 10, 2021
SH-Australia
Filipino Poets in Blossoms 🌸
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