“I am not old” — Samantha Reynolds

I am not old, she said
I am rare

I am the standing ovation
at the end of the play

I am the retrospective
of my life
as art

unsplash photo of a bicycle wheel and an old, worn, wrinkled sofa

I am the hours
connected like dots
into good sense

I am the fullness
of existing
you think I am waiting to die
but I am waiting to be found

I am a treasure
I am a map
these wrinkles are imprints
of my journey

ask me
anything.

image courtesy Yulia Chinato via Unsplash and of course, the 2011 poem that inspired us to choose it by Samantha Reynolds