To Aging

beautiful aging one
i stare at the wrinkles
on your hand.
nervously
you laugh

“Isn’t it ugly?”
no mother
i think to myself
it is beautiful.

it is beautiful like you.
it is beautiful like your age.

cheese wine humans become better with age
giving them a distinctive touch
a personality
wisdom knowledge beauty too.

why so hated, age?
the young, bold and brash denounce you
but foolishly
for will not they
like their elders
grow old?

perhaps oldfashioned
outdated people
will save the world
one of these days.

save it from the stupidity of young beauty
and young insolence
and educate us all
in the beauty of age.