smooth skin now worn down with age

Like a grape left in the sun

Chesnut brown hair now changed with age

Like the leaves that change in the fall

The struggle to walk is reminiscent of your first steps

The scars your body adorns is the representation of your life

Your eyes still hold your youth

Yet your body holds your true age

Your young soul is still there

Never aged

But your body will show what your eyes connot

Growing up like you is a privilege I can only hope for