appointed by the time
given life then taken from birth to years to decades.
age is crippling, demanding, consuming
age is beauty
asinine ideas of how we can slow it down, make it better, don’t stand a chance against the strong
beauty of age
and society only teaches us to fear it, instead of fall in love with it
i fall in love with age every time i see a weary hand endure a hobby
every moment i find a tired eye light up
because age is beauty, and nothing is as beautiful as those who have aged.
Accepting This 