Old Age

A Poem by Ben Aidoo

A time to be happy

Old age, the sun at its brightest;
Everything hidden is revealed.
Choose what you may,
For time is running out.
Refuse to be sad, be happy.

© 2010 Ben Aidoo

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Added on July 12, 2010
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Ben Aidoo

Syracuse, NY

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I am the publisher of Ezy Net Articles focusing on general articles, and written five ebooks on religious topics. I have published articles on Helium, Associated Content and Squidoo. I live in Syracus.. more..