I can see them all
in a magnified mirror,
every line and wrinkle
they all tell a story,
all of them part of my life,
they do not haunt me:
This growing old
is not a worry
in fact it´s quite the opposite,
this aging face
has seen a full life run;
I feel them all,
the aches and pains
the grunts and groans
when bending, lifting,
the twenty-twenty
is now much less,
cataracts are forming;
This frail old frame
and befuddled mind
have travelled far
in miles and time,
but this growing old
it worries me not;
This privilege of age
is a wondrous thing
denied to so many,
so many of my friends
in a younger life;
Yes, I see and feel them all
the lines and the wrinkles,
the aches and the pains,
all born from a full life run;
My friends who died young
would have loved to have lived
and experience theirs now,
having been robbed of
their own full lives run.
in a magnified mirror,
every line and wrinkle
they all tell a story,
all of them part of my life,
they do not haunt me:
This growing old
is not a worry
in fact it´s quite the opposite,
this aging face
has seen a full life run;
I feel them all,
the aches and pains
the grunts and groans
when bending, lifting,
the twenty-twenty
is now much less,
cataracts are forming;
This frail old frame
and befuddled mind
have travelled far
in miles and time,
but this growing old
it worries me not;
This privilege of age
is a wondrous thing
denied to so many,
so many of my friends
in a younger life;
Yes, I see and feel them all
the lines and the wrinkles,
the aches and the pains,
all born from a full life run;
My friends who died young
would have loved to have lived
and experience theirs now,
having been robbed of
their own full lives run.