Growing Old Poem by Raghda Ashraf Soliman

It may be a scary thing but depends on the way of handling it
Growing old a year after year aging with time a little bit
Discovering how mature you really have become
Yet that doesn’t mean you can’t enjoy the drum

Cause you lived it before and know how was it
Take a time for yourself to enjoy such a spirit
At the end it is not the life ‘years that count
But the day which had a real “life” amount

The real aging will be outliving excitement
Take risks don’t waste time remember this hint
For Wrinkles they indicate where smiles have been
You are youngest than tomorrow, so Wear your favorite grin