Aged Poem by Harvey Horst

I do not think I will ever age
At least in my mind, it seems that way
I do not believe I have ever aged
Unless I have and my memory of it faded away.

Even if my hair has greyed
My mannerisms have not changed
And I never mature in any way
But no one else strays from decay.

No lessons learned are kept
I will never repay my debts
I never learn from my mistakes
Although the memories make me quake

I do not believe I age
Even though it hurts to think this way.
I do not believe I have ever aged
I only wish I could someday.