poetry

All of us age in dimensions three

psycho’, bio’, and chrono’ logically.

Dominion we have over our thoughts.

Nutrition and excercise eliminate “pots”.

The calendar, I concur, is beyond control,

but if we never tell, who’ll ever know?

So please realize, as happiness you pursue,

how old you are is all up to you.

 

poem by  Estee 
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