What is this thing mystical?
One so oft used to determine one’s worth,
To discriminate,
To determine wisdom,
To justify foolishness,
Wasted on the young,
Marking the beginning,
Anticipating the end,
Setting milestones,
Telling us when to leave,
Removing individuality,
Segregating the masses,
Coming too slowly,
Wished to slow down,
Terrible early on,
Then sweet,
Forty old of youth,
Fifty young of old,
Then the precious metal of gold.
Why the stigma?
Why the worry?
This mystic–age,
It’s no different than its predecessor,
No different than its successor,
It’s just a number,
Like any other.
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Prompt: Jeremy’s Daily Challenge – Friday’s Threesome 9 May
Quote: Forty is the old age of youth, fifty is the youth of old age – Victor Hugo
Dom DiFrancesco 
I am right at the cusp….. Of the two. Yikes!
I’m going to be 50 later this week, but I’m not the least bit disturbed by it. :)
Here is a few early xxxx for the big event!!
Thank you so much Kimberly. I’m really taking this one in stride even bragging a little that I will be hitting the 1/2 century mark. I guess I’m doing this because the alternative to not reaching another birthday is less desirable. :)
Very creative and full of sharp observations :)
Thank you, this one was a little tricky for me to write, but I loved doing it. :)
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Age is just a number or so I am told, in that case I am forever Peter Pan. Love this one Dom
Thank you Jeremy, I really appreciate that my friend. :)