I’m a novice
at this getting
older thing.
It’s the first time
I’ve had to
do it so I hope
everyone can
bear with me.
It’s always
new.
I’m an amateur
at aging.
I’m nowhere near a
I’m nowhere near a
professional
at it.
It’s just
what I’m doing
every single
day.
Year by year
a new milestone
is struck. A
new age bracket to
explore
without ever believing
I’d make it
this far.
Never had a
blueprint or road-map.
I’ve just
had to make it up as I
went along;
Highs, lows, loves,
broken
hearts, lies, truths, failures,
successes
and never really knowing
if it was
right, wrong or just what it was.
Always a new issue, crisis, conflict,
grumbling,
grousing, and to go through,
always a new
lesson, always an education,
always a
time and a place for a new time and
place.
I’m still an
apprentice at living,
I’m still a
beginner at being.
I don’t know
where I’m going,
but I have
seen where I’ve been,
and I
suppose that’s where credentials come from.
I’m facing a
new decade of numbers,
a chance to
move up in the
rankings of
life to Semi-Pro and
if I’m
lucky, loved and liked,
I might turn
Pro.
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