I find myself discovering a wealth,
Of understanding I am handed and pursue.
And the magic of this…
Is not so much that I have aged.
It seems that I
No longer deny
My triumphs or those delays!
With a patience that has grown,
To unmask and live my life…
I find that I am the first to admit wrong,
And not to insist that I can be happily right!
Taking my time to make up my mind,
Has left a satisfaction I alone approve.
Knowing that I still try to do my best…
And doing what I damn well choose!
Realizing I am through making excuses,
For me comes as soothing as good news!