Dusting Off the Sands of Age

Dusting Off the Sands of Age

I don’t know if it’s immaturity
or a brilliant strategy to never think
old thoughts
but I cling to my desire to be young,
dusting off old age as it tries to cling to me.

I missed the first part of my life.
(Don’t ask; I usually don’t tell.)
Trust me, I love being a grown up
but I have dreams unrealized
and plans that wake me in the night
so pardon me for playing naked
as an innocent child.
I’m in catch up mode.