She shuffles down the street on a walker.
Her looks have become nondescript.
Aches and pains and medical conditions
assail her worn out aging body daily.
She pines for the past when she was
young and so incredibly beautiful.
Bob Boyd
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She shuffles down the street on a walker.
Her looks have become nondescript.
Aches and pains and medical conditions
assail her worn out aging body daily.
She pines for the past when she was
young and so incredibly beautiful.
Bob Boyd