I'm growing old
It's true
But better to keep growing
Than to sit and rot in place
My spirit grows lighter as I age
Child-like wonder fills my days
As I experience both sorrow and joy
Sorrow as I look at those who refuse to grow
Joy as I see more and more beauty around me
My eyes no longer clouded to the brightness in life
I step aside when anyone stands in the way to block my view
No one overshadows me any longer
(c) 2021 B. Plankey
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