For My Old Lady (Age Old)

A new year just rolledin
A new age keeps closing in
I'm not ready
For I do dread that day
That bestows on me 
Age's old clothes

All's not dark
For I'm kin
To Age's best student
Whom artists' canvasses could not hold

For each wrinkle accentuated her smile
And Age's gait she made renowned
Each crease she wore with grace
Grace was that maiden
And that maiden, till the end

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