I love my age
To think I feared it
But now I notice things
Little things
Things I never understood
Never quite recognized
In myself
In others
Things that touch my heart
With age comes wisdom
A cliche I now understand
A certain look
A reaching hand
Mistakes were made
Battles lost
But now as reality seems clear
I know at last that I have won
The search of Me
For I am free...

chantelle ribeiro

http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/with-age-comes-wisdom/