Old Age

An elderly Cuban woman looks on pensively. One day,I will be old
I shall look back at my youth
I shall smile at those carefree days
I shall remember friends old and gone
And I shall wish I was a baby again
I shall remember all the lovely things l liked
I shall dream of my favourite flowers
I shall dream of hills, seas and mountains
And all the lovely places I visited.

One day I will be old
I shall hold on to my walking stick
I shall look at children
Going to school
I shall look at the sky
And wonder why it remains the same
All my days
I shall remember the world

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