Age Is Just A Number Poem by Moses Samandar

Age Is Just A Number



Imagine self, becoming 27.
Admired the elders.
Glad that prediction of not making it, does not exist.
Confused about if I can make it in the future.
Learn, thus, selves shelves.
I cannot imagine.
Hence we can.
Age is a number.
Eggroll to Paracetamol
Breath like a baby
Laugh
Next step, TV dinners at 60.
Hallelujah.

Monday, June 1, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: age,aging,birth,birthday
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