Too Old to be this Young, Too Young to be this Old.

Wiping her sweat first,

And then that smile,

That is so wrinkled.

Yet it shines,

It shines.

Too old to be this young,

Too young to be this old.

Leaves me in wonder.

In wonder.

"Oh, child, I don't have much to live for,

I don't have much at all,

I'm thankful for my life, my dreams,

I'm thankful for my faults & flaws.

I'd hate to be perfect."

Too old to be this young,

Too young to be this old.

Leaves me food for thought.

Strange thoughts.

Days pass by, skin droops,

Difficult to see, difficult to hear.

All have left, every single one of them.

Yet there is no fear.

Fearless.

Too old to be this young,

Too young to be this old.

Leaves me in amazement.

It is too much.