🌹🧡I am the age in which things are
observed more calmly,
but with the intention of continuing to grow.
I have the years in which we begin
to caress dreams with our fingers
and illusions become hope.
I have the years in which love,
at times,
is a mad blaze,
anxious to be consumed in the fire
of an expected passion.
And other times,
it's a peaceful corner,
like a sunset on the beach.
How old am I?
I don't need to number them,
because my wishes come true,
the tears shed along the way
to see my illusions shattered are
worth much more than that.
What does it matter
if I'm twenty,
forty or sixty!
What matters is the age I feel.
I have the years
I need to live free and fearless.
To continue my journey without fear,
because I carry with me
the experience gained and
the strength of my dreams.
How old am I?
Who cares!
I have the years it takes to let go of fear
and do what I want and feel... 🧡💖💗💕💓💘💞💝
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