My receding hairline
Youth deserts me,
fleeing away with
my receding hairline.
What does aging
reveal? Maturing wisdom
or ripening death?
How can one
tell the difference?
–Look for joy.
Youth deserts me,
fleeing away with
my receding hairline.
What does aging
reveal? Maturing wisdom
or ripening death?
How can one
tell the difference?
–Look for joy.