kids

I used to think when I was young,
That age was something you contracted.
It was a disease, like ebola, and was very contagious,
Catch it and your face would be impacted.
Wrinkles, you see, and poor eyesight,
So I'd avoid the elderly with all my might.
I'd run past them,
And hold my breath,
Always fearful of carriers of death.
Now I'm older and it seems to me,
That aging is just a part of life.
But truth be told, what if it were true?
What if aging simply infects me and you?

Thanks to

Igor Matheus

for the submission!