04 Jun

You see these wrinkles on my face
they are happy lanes
The scars are memory lanes

As I age gracefully, my eyes wandered
every street of life
Eye lids widened on strange streets
And closed to feel known houses

Seasons changed their identities
Climates changed their directions
Hair changed its attitude
Nevertheless my smile was adamant to change

As I age gracefully, my smile learned
The tricks of impressing people miles apart
My laugh echoed right expressions

When I cried, my tears were comforted by smile
When I am alone, my thoughts were comforted by tears
Thought expression of emotions is a milestone,
I was wrong, it’s called Maturity, period

When I met happiness, sorrows in the mid of
Cross junction, I controlled myself, and my feelings
I was told, we are responsible for who we are
I was told, it’s YOU who can control your feelings, emotions, expressions and reactions

As I age gracefully, I mastered the art
The art of being Mature
The art of choosing battles
The art of graceful aging
The art of ageless grace!

~ Savvy


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