Aging
life's not always easy,
but I smile anyway
over fifty-nearing sixty
a little bit of gray,
wrinkles around my eyes, forehead lines, signs of time-passing, transparent words,
cause I can handle the truth,
ever changing-rearranging
you see- I thrive
I'm alive.
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