Twenty Years Growing Poem by Francis Duggan

Twenty years growing and fifteen in life's prime
And eventually we all become victims of crime
From their mid thirties on humans on the decline
We never do age well as does uncorked wine
On looking back the years time does seem to fly
That the years on them telling some may wish to deny
But as is often said pride comes before a fall
And time that rusts iron does take care of all
The former Rose of the Town she is aging today
Though in dark brown hair dye she hides her silver gray
And in anti aging creams she hides the wrinkles of time's decay
Her overall bodily appearance of her age a give away
On looking back the years we realize how quickly time has gone
Whilst life all around us as usual goes on.