My bones speak as they creak, speak about ageing and how they are holding me. They even crib that I can't hold them as they do me. I never imagined my bones would someday speak, speak about me, for all along they stood by me, in me. As I get older, age plays in my outside greys and laughter crinkles in all those nasty wrinkles. I hide behind the mirror refusing to face age's terror. Ah! Age spares nobody but the laughing heart manages to fly free. I fly with the heart, jauntily, merrily, happily. Nah. Age can't catch me, can never ever catch me. Age, c'mon try me. 😉 Everyday changes you for better or worse. Tell us how getting older makes you feel. #aboutme #asigetolder #YourQuoteAndMine Collaborating with YourQuote Baba #chitsmusings
