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The luckiest get to grow old

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My friend, Bud Brand, sent me another of his poems that fit the Aging column:

I wish I were a genius,

But that is not my fate.

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It’s sad that old age comes so fast,

And wisdom comes so late.

I can vouch for that statement and sometimes fool mysel

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