WHEN DID THAT HAPPEN?

When did the high brow furrow that rut?

And that doddering gait replace proud strut,

That long wrinkle, crease & deep seated pleat,

When did sop of gruel replace well chewed meat?

 

When did that golden hair turn silvered soft mist?

What about that deep sleep, now so well missed?

The music that once was jolly, but now far too loud,

When did dreams disappear, upon youth´s lost cloud?

 

And when did kind voices turn, now too harsh & jerks?

And when everyone around, merely irritates now & irks,

Please tell me, when did all these big changes happen?

“It happened within the mirror of life´s changing pattern”.