Let me remain active, as I grow old.
There are many interesting things to do,
Salvaging the body and enlightening the mind,
And many activities not be new.
There is a healing process in being active,
Memories of youth, a glamorous hold.
Why not I, as well as other seniors,
Remain active, growing old?
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Looking at your biography of your full life, Joseph, I hardly think you will ever grow old! So no worries, OK? Liked the poem, by the way. Love, Fran xx