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Growing Older

Growing older I do not like
It’s harder to take a simple hike
I can’t even find my 10-speed bike
       It’s buried behind
       recycle bags

Growing older can make me cry
watching loved ones up and die
It seems I’m always wondering why
       but life moves on
       the years fly by

Growing older still lets me dance
a little slower, but I’ll take a chance
So many things, the years enhance
       and I’ll proudly wear
       my plus-size pants

Growing older may lift me high
I’ll see new things, I’m gonna try
There’s a lot to live before I die
       I’ll experience it all
       just watch me fly

© Jeannie M Myers ~ 4/20/2016

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