Understanding To Reminisce
The gift was given, yet not understood
To be vibrant and far from wasting away
I paid no attention to the years of change
To awaken one day with life's ebbing decay
I found in a mirror my reflection of deterioration
Along with a thought, how fast life had been
The arrival of gray hair and rippled wrinkles
And the long brown spots from skin paper thin
Could that life had kept me as my youth
And yet this arrogance I must dismiss
As I grow old in a slow aching regression
It gives me time to understand and reminisce
9/23/20
contest Writing Challenge- Decay
sponsor Constance La France
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