This poem is about seeing yourself age, yet feeling youthful inside.
It’s about seeing older generations and looking past their aging faces to their souls beneath the masks of old age.
It’s about learning from our lives and trusting the wisdom that is gained throughout the years.
It’s about not having regrets that we have wasted time worrying about getting older.

© 2014 deb davies thorkelson {debrazone}   |  words: april 28, 2014   |   image: iPhone photo 2013 – somewhere near Lodi, California

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