Philosophy of Old

September 5, 2010
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As Flowers Wither
so does he
you can see it in his eyes
as he walks away
see him break
little by little
till he disappears altogether
unlike protons
as he grows gaunt
he adopts a haunted look
with empty eyes
he grows weak and vulnerable
with gray hair and wrinkles
he is lonely
you can tell
and you pity him
but move on
because you are not crippled yet
you are still young
but not forever
because one day
just like flowers.
You Will Wither Too.

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