Blossom

Little girls run into beauty shops

Looking for the perfect skincare routine

Using retinol and skin creams

Teenagers slug their faces

With lotion and Vaseline 

And women get Botox to preserve the young in their faces

To prevent wrinkles and smile lines

But growing old

Is a privilege 

Because not everyone 

Lives long enough 

To grow old

So why try to cover it up?

Because we all have aged

And it's beautiful 

It's beautiful to look at someone and see their childhood 

To see their memories from laughter creases

And the times when they frowned

It's beautiful to blossom like a flower 

On a tree 

That's roots are holding it together 

With age