Aging Young Poem by Bonnie Shipman

Aging Young



Here I am, stretching the skin of my brain,
encompassing the fat of ready knowledge.
When I am old, the wrinkles of my mind
may frighten a younger generation.

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Context: Here I am, a student at Multnomah University, 'the Harvard of Bible colleges' I was once told.
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Bonnie Shipman

Bonnie Shipman

Portland, OR
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