Birth was unexceptional
although exotic.
Happening as it did
in the Far East.
An exuberant early life
attracted many glances
and some comments.
Stripped off
in a few interesting places.
But then greying,
wrinkled, sagging.
Nothing more these days
than a bit of gardening
and occasional walk
to the shops.
Now though,
blotched and fading,
it is the end.
Twenty one.
Good age for a tee shirt.
By Malcolm Saunders
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