Before you begin
Grumbling about your age,
How heavy your day has been,
Or why your face now slips
Into a double chin.
Let me remind you
What it's like
To wrap a warm dry
Towel around your skin
After a cold wet swim.
...
...
Within your soul
Sits a child
Draped in swaddling.
©Shay Crinkle 2017
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