Proof That I Did More Than Exist
I want to watch my body grow old
Wrinkles and lines
Drooping not with sadness
But with the exhaust of having laughed so much
Something had to give
Each gray hair cherished
A ponytail full of secrets, smiling with
The memories of a lifetime of tagging along on
Adventures and misadventures alike
I want to wear age like a Scout’s badge:
Look back and see that even though
I may not always have thrived
I made it through
I am making it through
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“the exhaust of having laughed so much something had to give”, What a perfect meditation on aging gracefully. Amen,sister.
I want to wear age like a scout badge Fabulous
Wonderful poem. It matches one of my goals in life: I don’t want to become a bitter bitchy old woman. I appreciate how you phrase it in a positive way.
Hahaha, and I love how you reduce the message to a single blunt point! 🙂 Glad you enjoyed.