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Old And Gray

Most people may not believe when I say

That I want to grow old with hair of silvery gray.

Wrinkles may not make me look fair

But that’s something I really don’t care.

I see wrinkles as proof of the life I’ve lived and the struggles I’ve overcome

Proof I did my best, I didn’t give up, didn’t succumb.

My wrinkly skin would serve as maps of my adventures

And perhaps, as well as my misadventures.

Oh to be old with hair of silvery gray,

To reach that age, is what I pray.

©Maria Michaela

Days of Childhood

I remember….

When days were longer and the sun wasn’t as hot

Looking forward to summer and playing all day long

Danced and played in the rain

Running around, sweaty but with a huge smile on my face

Climb trees, scraped my knees

Flew a kite, learned how to ride a bike

Roller blading and falling and getting back up to try again

Yes, I remember those wonderful days

©Maria Michaela

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Her Young Years

Hair of brown now lined with silver

Years of wisdom passed on

Gave her young years to her young one’s

And so her youth has gone.

But happiness and love only grew each day

For she had them and they have her

She may be growing older each year

But through her children, she will be young forever.

Getting

Getting older,

Getting younger,

Getting fatter, 

Getting slimmer,

Each year is different but one thing remains constant 

And that is the fact that another year has been added to this life of mine.
I raise my glass to what has been given to me

May the years of getting older be years of getting wiser

When I was Younger

I was young, well younger then

A girl of eleven years and pig tails

I remember it clearly even if it was back when

The world at my hands, nothing fails
And he, he was a friend of mine

Why I had a crush on him is beyond me

But at that time, he was my sunshine 

And it was crazy of me
But oh! That was years ago

And yet it would seem

He’s the one that got away

The one that I would have wanted to stay

He annoys me,
Tests my patience
Yet I know he adores me.

He can be such an attention seeker
And very rarely is he quite
Yet everyday my heart melts for him, stronger and weaker
All at he same time

Nonetheless, I love him truly
One of the greatest gifts I have, surely
A love and a bond that is for a lifetime
My friend, my brother

I’m Getting Old

I don’t like overcrowded places
And partying ’til dawn.
I don’t care to meet too many faces,
Sometimes it’s such a bore and I just want to yawn.

I spend more days at home
And work on my blog
I still socialize though not like the much younger years
Maybe it’s just me
Or maybe I’m just getting old

Backwards Time Machine

Oh the young ones

They can’t wait to grow up

But I was not among those who wished to grow

Peter Pan was my hero

Oh how I wished he’d whisk me away

“Off to Neverland!”, I used to say

 

But gone are those days

Do I wish to be young again?

No,

I wish to be a child

To be innocent

To play and enjoy

To live life the way it is supposed to be

Everlasting Cup

So I took the everlasting cup

As I took a sip and held it up

My life that went by, I saw

Things that I loved and regretted, all felt so raw

Each one flashed like a lightning or a page

I took it all in as I slowly saw myself grow with age

The everlasting cup I threw

Cause you see, I’d love to grow old with you

The Night Is Old

They say the night is always young, wild and free

No one ever says the night is getting old

No one ever says it’s dying

 

Night owls party the night away

Regular people just enjoy the silence

 

I……

I on the other hand

Observe, take it all in and enjoy

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