Age

My bones are giving away as is my body I am growing old everyday and young's everybody The paleness of the skin has turned grim The brilliance in the eyes has dimmed Color so pink of the lips seems fading The age so old and its death I am dreading Skin has wrinkled and teeth have crinkled Wobbly are my legs and I'm living on the medicine pegs Survive to see a smile on your face Once done that,death shall be an easy case