Poem -
Aging
Getting old is a gift some don’t receive
yet as each day it gets nearer
us lucky one’s seem to grieve
it's onset fills us with fear
from it we want a reprieve
we should celebrate were still here
with each new wrinkle you perceive
smile, you’ve survived another year
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love this congrats susan on your nomination!
thanks Asmaa x
Hey Susan,
Potent poem in deed, you just made a lot of the proudly aging part of our society feel very rejuvenated with this poem and for all of us, that will sooner or later join them with valor.In fact homage was paid to all in life that will reach that glorious mark, of boasting senior citizen status.Age is nothing but a number and you are only as old as you allow yourself to feel and you Susan, remains forever young, just as this poem.
Good Job,
JimÂ
Hi Jim glad you found the poem so thanks a million Susan x
And you as well, the kindest hearted  and poetic male icon, on this site...Mr. William Maveli.Â
Your Friend,
JIMÂ