The first man I met in the morning Was old, sitting at the door, yawning As I went for my morning walk I saw his fragile figure, thin and dark Once strong, agile, glowing human Now wrinkled, shrinked, aged man Done his duties, fought his battle Tired, withered, dry eyes, shriveled Faced hardships, struggled, battered … Continue reading THE LUCKIEST OLD MAN![]()
