One day age will bend me down <br />And I will walk slowly like my old father. <br />I will have left life's mysterious codes <br />Those codes that slowly left me, rather. <br /> <br />That day will come soon enough: <br />Old age has its own mystey and pain; <br />But wonder too at the singing bird, the trailing rose <br />The thunder and the rain. <br /> <br />My bones will be frail, my shoulders stooped. <br />I will recall the past, mirages and things; <br />Time will be measured by each new dawn, and <br />The wonders that each sunrise brings. <br /> <br />Copyright: Rani Turton<br /><br />Rani Turton<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/one-day-old-age-will-bend-me-down/
