Here’s my definition of
The
act of growing old:
I
look around in shops at
All
the items being sold
And,
although I can afford them,
Even
if the price is high,
There
is absolutely nothing
That
I really want to buy.
My
younger self would ooh and aah
In
every mall and store,
But
there’s very little now
That
does entice me anymore.
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