Question

Write a poem about growing older class 7​

Answer 1

Answer:

. William Shakespeare, Sonnet 73.

That time of year thou mayst in me behold

When yellow leaves, or none, or few, do hang

Upon those boughs which shake against the cold,

Bare ruined choirs, where late the sweet birds sang.

In me thou see’st the twilight of such day

As after sunset fadeth in the west;

Which by and by black night doth take away,

Death’s second self, that seals up all in rest …

Answer 2

Answer:

Here is the poem of growing old

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