#7 – Aging graciously

I’d like to grow old like this.

Pleasant to the eye,

In good condition,

Clean,

Unburdened,

Still serving a purpose.

Maybe to add color to a summer’s day,

Or bring a smile to someone’s face.

Feel the earth underneath my wheels,

And all along believing,

That life’s cycles can be gracious.

Even though generations old,

I can still belong.

Riding along life’s roads.

Turning heads.

Making someone smile.

Anyone.

At the end,

It’s nothing special or magical.

Just the way I dream of aging.

Quietly, authentically and gratefully…