Born with a
diamond crusted
platinum adorned,
silver spoon
Raised by virtuosos,
masters of fame
Tricks of the trade
by best in the game
Presents always
glitter and gold
all shiny new
Nothing ever old
Life has been kind,
too kind always
Nights been generous
Sunny all days
One fine day
age arrives
energy evaporates
body survives
all limbs injured
every bone hurts
used to be dames
now death flirts
presents still shiny
chests full of gold
all lose lustre
when we feel old
Perspectives on Life, the Universe and Everything 
Love it…!!!
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Thank you so much Isabel 😊
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No thank you for sharing.
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You’ve so well depicted the truth of life in this poetry.. It’s amazing AB 🙂
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Karan, I am really pleased to hear that Karan!
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True enough AB.
Hugs
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Thank you so much David!
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This poem breaks my heart.
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No hurt was intended!
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You are turning into a sage and that too without becoming a hermit!👏👏👏Wow
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Sage perhaps not, just an ordinary keen observer! Thank you so much AJ 😊
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