Question

Anyone interested in hearing a poem that I found my great great grandma wrote it's pretty good? (also just trying to find people to chat with)

Answer 1

yea sure why not

Answer 2

Yes

Answer 3

yea

Answer 4

YES

Answer 5

also hmu
if you wannatalk

Answer 6

Growing Old (p.s. she was christian)
They say that I am GROWING OLD
I've heard them tell it times untold
But I'm not growing old
This frail old shell where in I dwell
Is growing old I know full well
But I am not the shell
What if my hair is turning Grey
What if my eyes are growing dim
I still can she to follow him
Who sacrificed his life for me
Upon the cross of calvary
Wha if I falter in my walk
What if my tounge refuse to talk
I still can tread the narrow way
I can still watch and praise and pray
My hearing may not be as keen
As once in the past it might have been
Still I can hear my savior say..
In accents soft this is the way
Ere long this soul will pass away
Will leave this tenement of clay
This robe of flesh I'll drop and rise to
Seize the everlasting prize
I'll meat you on the streets of gold
And prove I'm not
GROWING OLD
-Beaulah Hukill

Answer 7

ouuz