Bittersweet Is Age Poem by David Whalen

Bittersweet Is Age



<center>In the end, we all die but once.
Most die but one time and one time alone.
But what tempers the sweetness of living long
Is the bitter sweetness
That the aged wearily carry to their grave.
The fact is, that the aged will have died
Many times over in their life
While the young and the innocent
…have to die only once…
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David Whalen

David Whalen

Covington Kentucky
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