As I Grew In Age And Wisdom
Baldness On My Head Grew Further In Size
Wrinkles Now Form A Part Of My Face
Body Reminds Me Am Now A True Senior In Age
Before I Become Too Old To Write
I Have In Me A Terrible Thirst
A Thirst To Be Quenched Without A Wait
To Put My Thoughts In Lines In A Cogent Way
This Urge I Have, I Know Will Remain
Tucked In Myself, I Have Much To Say
Thoughts Have Remained Dormant Too Long
Tis Time I put My Thoughts In A Rhythimic Way.
As I Idle My Time Wondering What To Do
I Put Down My Thoughts As Poets Would Do
I Then Feel A Happiness Beyond All Bounds
I Know If I Write,Twill Not Be In Vain.
Composed By --- BAIYU ----LONDON Feb 2004
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