On Aging

Written by Kerry E.B. Black

 

It’s all there,

A web of lines

With matching spider veins.

Liver-brown

Invades pale skin

Joints creak and snap within.

Wisdom lies

In cloudy eyes

Yet none seek the treasure.

Decades of

Experience

Insight Without measure.

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