One Day Old Age Will Bend Me Down: Poem

One Day Old Age Will Bend Me Down

One day age will bend me down

And I will walk slowly like my old father.

I will have left life's mysterious codes

Those codes that slowly left me, rather.

.

That day will come soon enough:

Old age has its own mystey and pain;

But wonder too at the singing bird, the trailing rose

The thunder and the rain.

.

My bones will be frail, my shoulders stooped.

I will recall the past, mirages and things;

Time will be measured by each new dawn, and

The wonders that each sunrise brings.

.

Copyright: Rani Turton