I'm 85 Years Old
Fantasies get younger
I am getting older
what I look like
wrinkles tell my pride, even wisdom if may I say so
have gone through toughness
I have learned from it
Hope
there are so many things left I want to go through
Kindness
that is the clue I look for them with
I try to imagine what kindness is like
I try to draw my past staying with my heart
I have realized that I have had many things left
I want to go through again
Now all I remember is everything full of kindness
in spite of toughness
I am feeling my heart in those days joyful
I am 85 years old
fantasies will never get older
but I'd like to start all over again
making a big smile to younger generations by telling
you will be fine
poem by Wabi Sabi
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