Old Age

Every joint in my body creaks, My teeth are loose; I have hollow cheeks. I use a walker; I wear a hearing aid,
For daily needs, I need an aide. I often leave my keys in the car, Now, could you tell where my glasses are?
Dosage: Read aloud. Daily. ↺
Hand-drawn illustration for “Old Age” by Dr. Mukesh Nangia
Illustration by Dr. Nangia
It's A Jungle Out There book cover, drawn by Dr. Mukesh Nangia

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