Young hearts run free...🐒

I may be sixty one but my mind thinks childishly, roamin’ in the gloamin’ where young hearts run free..blowing betwixt breezes like bubbles thru the air, I refuse to grow old gracefully without colouring my hair..

Haha I still try to frolic like a fawn in a field, tho these days my bodily aches and pains are revealed..yet what can one expect, I have been around for a while and nowadays there are cracks and creases in the corners of my smile..But hey ho I will never act my age, I will always jump around like a monkey in a cage..and just like that funny creature hanging upsidedown from a tree, when she looks absolutely hilarious, haha that monkey will be me...