The shadows of many years do fall
The shadows of many years do fall
and without fear
the old man goes stumbling on his way,
at times somewhat angry
early in the morning he searches the world,
wants to find signs
that this day will be better than any other
while his life is changing mercilessly.
poem by Gert Strydom
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