Tuesday, 16 September 2014

Age Spots

That’s Not Age Spots

They’re trying to sell me potions
To hide my age spots and my wrinkles
That are part of that living process
Each passing day now sprinkles.

I really do not think it’s bad
To display that confirmation
That I’ve been here for quite some time
That demands corroboration!

My wrinkles are the road map
Of the twists and turns I’ve made
My dark spots are the price tags
Of the penalties I paid.

So I cherish every blemish
Every wrinkle, every pore
And I’m hoping to keep getting  
More – and more – and more!

Cause stopping now means ceasing
To reap benefits that I’ve earned
To enjoy this life of leisure
So long for this I’ve yearned.

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