Who are you becoming?
Do you still recognize yourself?
Are there many grey hairs?
Do you dye them or let them be?
Can you hear everything ok?
Do your thoughts ever get muddied?
How long does it take you to find the word?
Is that the right word?
Are you becoming kinder
and more patient?
Do you tell everyone
I love you
whenever you have the chance?
You should do that no matter what.
Cold winters,
hot summers,
a spring caught in between,
birthdays and holidays
marking time,
letting it wash over us,
knocking us into the surf,
looking for our new glasses,
knowing the sea has claimed them
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