Poetry, Poetry (English)

Roll Of The Dice

They say people grow old

no more they stay that strong

but she was in her seventies

yet proved the analogy wrong ;

There was power in her trembling voice 

her wrinkled face had an infectious smile 

weak went the body, time rolled the dice

but the aura sustains and inspires all the while.

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