Published December 2, 2015 by

I am not old she said

age

I like the idea of being rare, I like it a lot.

I am not old

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

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.

And these wrinkles are
Imprints of my journey

Ask me anything.

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by Samantha Reynolds

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Age I am not old literature poem poetry Samantha Reynolds writing writing prompt

17 Comments

  3. Unknown's avatar davebarclay1954 said:

    Reblogged this on barclaydave and commented:
    Thoughts from a traveller just like us, too good to ignore. Please leave comments on the original post and not just here, thank you.

    December 4, 2015
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  4. Unknown's avatar pavanneh said:

    Reblogged this on Because I can… and commented:
    I really like this poem. So glad she shared this.

    December 3, 2015
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  5. Unknown's avatar pavanneh said:

    I like the “I am the fullness of existing.” 😀

    December 3, 2015
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  6. Unknown's avatar joannesisco said:

    What a wonderful attitude to have. It is full of confidence.
    I love the words …
    “I am waiting to be found.
    I am a treasure.
    I am a map”

    December 3, 2015
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  7. Unknown's avatar 76sanfermo said:

    Well, I can’t but agree with you!

    December 3, 2015
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  9. Unknown's avatar luckyjc007 said:

    Love the attitude in this poem. Nice job! 🙂

    December 2, 2015
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    • Unknown's avatar nonsmokingladybug said:

      I had a feeling you would. Maybe because we both are rare 🙂

      December 2, 2015
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  10. Unknown's avatar gerard oosterman said:

    I don’t mind looking like a map but could it be as smooth as a lake between a couple of mountains?

    December 2, 2015
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