How true. I find my dreams often repeating in echo like fashion. And people are talking too fast for my declining hearing to pick up all the words before they are gone forever.
As we age, there will be less and less mercy shown for our growing disabilities. Making death more welcome, I assume.
Inspirational poetry, written from the heart and soul. Verses that are well-suited for reading on a rainy day and that are guaranteed to bring a smile to your face.
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As we age, there will be less and less mercy shown for our growing disabilities. Making death more welcome, I assume.
Ron