Poem-a-Day: Growing Older
Growing Older
My age?
Seventy-five.
"Over the hill" some ways,
Slow body, active mind to delve
Mysteries of aging, life's challenges.
I think, I write, I try to find
A path to happiness,
Despite being
My age.
Copyright 2008 by Marlys Marshall Styne
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