My numbers have grown but I feel 28.
My 30 year old son told me I had to bump it up;
he insists I have to claim more years than he.
Ok, I feel 38.
Does age really matter I'm asking myself?
It is unimportant to me, yet, some criticize my youthful thoughts.
Isn't it what we do with what we've been given that counts?
Don't count the days rather, make the days count!
That is my plan; that is what I'm doing.
That is what I'll continue to do!
The truth is...I feel 28.
P.S. no apologies from my passionate soul.
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