Join me today for 5 Minute Friday with The Gypsy Mama where we write for five minutes on a given topic. No editing. No criticism. No worry. Today’s topic is: Older
They felt like they were turning to sandpaper, in the beginning stages only twenty years in. Hands that hadn’t touched too much yet were already showing signs of exhaustion while my mind was bouncing in and out of dreams making me who I was meant to be.
Seven years later I inherited my first strand of silver. Right there in front among all the dark brown hair where everybody could see. If I was forty years down the road it would have been my trophy, but my mind was now digging roots, deep roots into those dreams of who I was supposed to be.
The sun’s toll took over a short time later. She kissed my forehead with her warmth, and now I will remember my days with her in my youth forever. Time making its mark on this body while my mind releases me into who I was created to be.
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