Old Man
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Colin Ian Jeffery
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When I look in a mirror
Seeing an old man's face
Wrinkles, snowy white hair
I wonder what happened
To the young man I used to be.
Old age is not a joy
But fight against pain
With legs no longer walking a mile
Bladder playing false
Arthritic joints slowing me down
With shadow of death close behind me.
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