The Gift of Old Age

Old age is a gift
One that not many like to embrace
It is that golden period of time
When all worries have broken away
When languor has settled in
And the aged individual
Has attained victory
In standing the test of time
When every line of age
Stands as a witness
To all the lessons learnt
Through experiences of a lifetime
When old memories
Become the food of thought
When reminiscing into the colorful past
Becomes an escape from the dull present
When remembering what is real
And in the present becomes obsolete
All that matters then is
The wait for peace to come