I am approaching another year
on planet earth and I feel the
weathering within my bones.
Skin worn, joints creak,
morning eyesight blurred for longer,
I am a testament to my ageing process.
But stop!
I shall not fear, I do not fret,
I bristle with energy and drive,
compelled to construct a multitude
of creations lingering,
to experience a plethora of choiced
media and tomes,
to betterment and enhancement
of simple psyche.
Fleeting be our existence yes,
but fulfilment expands
those ever passing seconds.