Growing Older

I always thought growing older

meant growing wiser.


But today I have learned that by growing older,

my heart has grown smaller,

and my sins have grown larger.


I always thought that when I grew older

the sun would be brighter,

that the stars would be shinier.


But now I can’t help but wonder,

whether the world has grown colder

or my gaze has grown wearier.


I always imagined that as I grew older

that I would be bolder,

and people would be warmer.


But now my shoulders droop

from a weight that grows heavier,

and a truth that becomes louder.


I always thought growing older

meant life became more magical.


But now I know that instead

I have become more practical.

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