Wrote a poem today, inspired when 64 becomes me.
30th March 2022 1 min read
Ah, the bane of aging
Sometimes l feel the flicker of my wick
As it waxes and wanes
About to be extinguished by fatigue, worry, and activity
Ah, the boon of aging
Many times, I am able to overcome all negativity
By wisdom, endurance, and humor
Yes, I would rant on, rave on, and rage on
Till the flame dims.
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