Gray

When did time

accelerate and

launch me

and my peers

into gray middle-age?

We are more colorful than ever

with humor, insight

and sometimes small

glimmers of wisdom.

“You are old, Mom”

my teenage son intones

with depressingly little irony.

Disinterest in pop culture

seems to age us

but still curiosity

drives us to keep learning.

My energy vibrates

stronger than when

I was young

with the job of tending

toddlers.

Outwardly,

our eyebrows and hair

have faded

and

skin no longer holds that

smooth elastic beauty

of youth.

Gray holds in it

possibilities,

grounded home and

hope.

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