
Image courtesy: Becca (https://sunnybrookfarm92631041.wordpress.com)
Wrinkles seek no consent
Before it penetrates
Staying young is a race
No one can win the chase
I asked, where lies my fate
When I go grey and late
All beauties have a phase
But none can keep a pace
So now I ride my horse
Not to put coin in purse
But to give thanks to God
For this beautiful world.
Wonderful!
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Thank you. And thanks for the picture
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