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When am old I will laugh
When am old I will laugh
I will laugh and laugh like a baby
With my dark brown scanty teeth
With my wife and children
I will build a house
Of trees and gardens
Where I can seat and embrace nature
And drink with my forefathers in anticipation.
When am old I will laugh
At every little thing whether good or silly
With my wrapper and chewing stick
Snuff on my wooden bench
Every morning, and evening.
The young ones I will laugh
The truth I will tell them
Though they may not see
Just like way the day is far from night.
When am old
I will laugh
Sing
Till when it's time.
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Chiori
4 years 2 months ago
This how my old age will be
This how my old age will be
Geezer
4 years 2 months ago
Try this...
Where I can [sit] and embrace nature.
[With] the young ones, I will laugh.
Just a couple of little things to make this piece a little smoother.
I like the simple way that you expressed the desire to laugh and forget
the struggles of life. We all have those dreams of when we are old and no longer
have to work at keeping the everyday worries at bay. Nice stuff! ~ Geez.
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Simon
4 years 2 months ago
In africa
Old man especially like chewing a stick and also behave silly nice one good luck with that.
lovedly
4 years 2 months ago
if YOU DON'T LAUGH HERE
when you are not yet old
no ancestors will you find
to laugh with
so be silly and laugh here only
thinking that I am also an ancestor
to thee
chiori
I am Loved
once by thee
lol