Old was old, when I was young...
But I've caught up 
To that age now. 
Though, by some curious calculus, 
Factoring in miracles...
Nutritional and medical... 
Old is at least twenty years younger 
Than old was  
Back when I was young. 
And I'm very grateful 
For that good fortune, 
So I hold, growing old, 
As tight as sap, untapped, in a tree, 
And let it drip out, 
Reluctantly.