I Am Sold

Whenever we meet I get the same Greet Delighted with this treat I always called you sweet. For years I know You Loving it this way, I grew. You liking me, I have no clue But I stick to you like glue. When you said, I look great Proudness was in my gait; You say, I am now in a poor state, I walk out all agitate. Hoping to see me all new I come again to you for a closer view Finding what I see hard to chew My mind really blew. Looking out for a peaceful place I think on this at my own pace; Every Life’s’ phase has beauty in it to embrace Making Life, a journey of Growth in Grace. Aging I now see as matter getting old Young at mind & heart is what I behold; My mirror now has lost its stranglehold, Giving way to my young mind & heart I am sold.