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As I was walking down the lane I saw her An octog

As I was walking down the lane
I saw her 
An octogenarian
Frail and wrinkled
Shrunken
Yet beautiful
A smile so radiant
Lighting up the whole lane
Selling flowers
Working at an age
When she needs to relax
My heart went out to her
Tears welled up in my eyes
Why aren't the old 
Taken care of
By family and relations
Why are they left
To fend for themselves
I had no answers Image source Google
#downthelane#yqbaba
As I was walking down the lane
I saw her 
An octogenarian
Frail and wrinkled
Shrunken
Yet beautiful
A smile so radiant
Lighting up the whole lane
Selling flowers
Working at an age
When she needs to relax
My heart went out to her
Tears welled up in my eyes
Why aren't the old 
Taken care of
By family and relations
Why are they left
To fend for themselves
I had no answers Image source Google
#downthelane#yqbaba
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Durga Kannan

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