What's the point of growing old

What's the point of growing old
Everything said is left as if untold
Every step vanishes from one night's sleep
Every joy erased by a tragedy

What's the point in growing old

Hands that once held a lovers embrace
Now shake uncontrollably in embarrassing haste
Smiles once held tight wide and white
Leave wrinkles and your teeth fall out what a terrible sight

What's the point of growing old

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midnightrose · F

I don't know if it's the point of getting old but when I was sick in the hospital and then home and bedridden for weeks, my frail body gave me a glimpse into the fragility of life. I thought I was nearing death. It focused me on those things that were most important. Along with that, my family came together to take care of me. There was more love in our home during that time. I think a similar thing happens when we get older. We know we are getting closer to the end, our days become more precious.