Good Grief!

Photo by Irena Werning

 

To watch this face of mine grow old,
fatty cheeks dissolve to skin folds.
Battered features over time’s march mesh
and smooth into hanging flesh.

What a wondrous thing to live,
to watch yourself to become old and give.
It’s not a mournful occasion to hold
but yourself becoming old.

Were it not for vanity
I’d rather wear an ancient’s body
and dance the path to age and death
a wiser nature in my breath.

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