Only one week left in the
April Poem-A-Day Challenge
Today's prompt:
"write about getting older."
All in good time
Already starting to find signs
of inevitable declines
in all the lines now etched upon my skin.
In hair that's thinned and turning gray
and fears of cognitive decay
and doubt about the state my life is in.
But all of this is not for naught,
I've also found what I have sought
that until now has slipped away from me.
The wisdom and the insight to
understand that which I've been through
and become someone I would like to be.
