Tag Archives: growing old

Ages to Aged

Birthdays come and quickly go, Excitement builds as a child knows: Parties, gifts, games, cake and balloons, Childhood innocence over way too soon. Adolescent years, some good, some bad, Spots and boyfriends, but fun to be had, Experience of love, … Continue reading

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Washing the colour out

Stepping out from the shower today, I hang my head and blow, The heat from the drier soon dries me out And I toss my head back, just to show A thicker pale streak, pure white, not gray, Is cascading … Continue reading

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