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Tarred with an Aged Brush

Wiser in my senior years

By Colleen Millsteed Published 6 months ago 2 min read
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We tend to forget that ageing is an experience we’ll all succumb to,

As youth frolics in the sun, believing we’re bulletproof forever,

But the years creep so silently, sneaking up on us in our weakest moment,

Until one day the dawning of shock and horror visits us however.

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Where once we were reckless, carefree and innocent,

Now stands a physical body of weakening strength and creases,

A run down vessel that has served us well, tiring,

But the soul inside, begging for understanding, feels internal youth increases.

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We don’t feel the ageing process internally, forever young,

Nor the years that have vanished too quickly, or the weight of lost days,

With a blink of an eye the decades fly,

But time disappears while our precious memory stays.

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We look back at the good times, the happiness, the laughter,

The loving and fun of the forgotten days that we left behind,

The special synchronicity of a life well adventured,

If you’re one of the lucky ones and life has been kind.

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Through the hardship and troubles the memories ring true,

Wielding the wisdom gained from the roads filled with pain,

The valuable lessons unfolded through the trauma and upset,

As we grew through the problems, never experienced in vain.

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By now we’ve realised peace is the preferred order of the day,

Leaving the scene of a good fight far behind where it belongs,

We no longer feel the need to prove we’re right,

And treasure any opportunity to right our past wrongs.

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There’s the other side to the definition of growing old,

Where we’ve spent considerable time fighting our demons, our wars,

We’re covered in scars of every domination, inside and out,

But we’re tired of the pain and have no interest in evening the scores.

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Aging gracefully and with gratitude is an accomplishment,

As sadly, many are never afforded the opportunity,

Therefore, love the skin you’re in, welcome the advancing years,

Working with the wisdom gained and the memories in unity.

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They say the second half of life is the easiest travelled,

As the first half is learning through all of our mistakes,

We’ve gained so much more than we could ever have lost,

What a small price to pay for some minor aches and shakes.

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Originally published on Medium

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About the Creator

Colleen Millsteed

My first love is poetry — it’s like a desperate need to write, to free up space in my mind, to escape the constant noise in my head. Most of the time the poems write themselves — I’m just the conduit holding the metaphorical pen.

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  • Alex H Mittelman 6 months ago

    You don't look a day over 20! Very well written!

  • Oh wow, this was so extremely true and you've put it together so beautifully! Such a relatable poem my friend!

  • Jay Kantor6 months ago

    Well CM - At this stage "Life is not just a dress rehearsal" is becoming a reality - - Miss You - JB

  • Excellent reflection on aging. My favorite lines? "We no longer feel the need to prove we’re right, And treasure any opportunity to right our past wrongs." "We’re covered in scars of every domination, inside and out, But we’re tired of the pain and have no interest in evening the scores."

  • Mariann Carroll6 months ago

    This poetry is pack with a lot of wisdom 🥰

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