Growing Old..
So tired of adverts
On anti wrinkle cream
How to stay young and free
Growing older
In the normal sense of the word
Is more important to me
Rather than looking for crows feet
I want to be out in the garden
Playing with daughter and having fun
She doesn't care what I look like
Whats paramount is that I am there
Another day has begun
I think of all the people
Who have lost their lives
So young and so full of hope
So what if we get another wrinkle
In the perspective of things
I am sure we will cope
The fact I age is a wonderful sign
The beautiful thankyou I carry on
Be there for my little girl as she begins to grow
As for the anti ageing process creams
You can keep them all
I'm alive, and grateful for that
That's all I need to know....
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