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.