Tuesday, January 26, 2010

The Child Inside

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Age is but a number,
you’re only as old as you feel.
In my mind I’m riding
an industrial strength big wheel.

I peddle through life’s mazes
to find a treasure at the end.
They seem to take forever
with a challenge at every bend.

Little awards are given
as I go about my way.
Sometimes it takes some searching
to find that needle in the hay.

At times I take a detour,
call me crazy or insane,
but I imagine candy land
and my maze is sugar cane.

I go around and sample
a little of everything
to see what strikes my fancy
and what makes my soul just sing.

You look at me and think you see
a middle aged, white female
but deep inside there lives a child
who sees age as just a detail.
©MDO




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