Becoming Young

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I did it backwards,

came to life at 27,

turned 40 and ran away all free and wild.

I was born old,

far too scared of hell and heaven,

raised all my kids,

and then became a child.

I started rocking it at 64

(will you still need me,

and still feed me

as before?)

Stay tuned.

I trust that there are

still, of years,

some more.

With each decade

I have become

more of my Self.

It's cool (if you're me)

scary (if you're related to me)

how life has filled my cup.

I live in such a way

that every morning, next door,

I can hear them say,
with foreboding,

"Oh, God! She's up!"

I know

all of my songs

are not yet sung.

In the best of worlds,

as we age,

we become

Forever Young.

for Kerry's prompt at Toads: Youth and Age

I have limited computer access this week, kids, as am away from home. 

If I dont make it around to everyone today, I will visit you tomorrow.