Sun, 04/28/2019 - 21:19 -- nmarius

Every birthday of the past, held anticipation of simply being an older age 

Day by day wondering of the woman I would grow up to be 

I grow by the second knowing that the now brings out the best in me

Am I wrong? The now can bring out the best in us all

Renewed in everyday learning, we can learn to appreciate every part of our being

In the past, I did not realized this and choose to survive rather embracing being alive 

Wisdom allows me to feel older beyond my years and cherish this moment as we speak


Now, I grow up. 

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