Ageing by Pasha du Valentine

Ageing

Where does it start

From the heart?

Smells of butter

Loins a flutter

A fumble in a shed

Or with love instead?

A bang

A plan

A life ahead

And then you’re

Born

With years to spend

Rich in dreams

Hopes unseen

Fresh skin

So it begins

But not for long

Spring has gone

You are ageing

Forever changing

Your body lags

Skin sags

Nothing’s pert

Everywhere hurts

Mind slows

Everything goes

The time has come

You are done

Just a soul

And a piece of coal

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