Autumn Of Life

Autumn Of Life short poem

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Autumn is one of the four seasons of all
Here, the leaves of the trees do fall.
Night spreads it’s darkness prematurely
And cold ascends with it cavalierly.
Nothing’s different in the autumn of life
Where the wrinkled cheeks and eyes marks the beginning of lives.
Autumn years have taught golden-agers the wisdom
Which never in the grown man has ever come.
Autumn goes and come back
But the golden-ager once gone and never came back.
Some dread and regret of the days they travelled in their way
But most always wait for the one final day.
Finally, the cold knocks on the door
Autumn has survived heretofore.
When the last autumn leaf falls and touches the ground
They are more than being just earthbound.

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