Seventy

She prides in her age, seventy. 

The world ages with her

That includes you, my dear, she will say

All of us bends down to pick something from the floor.

She can bend down with no moans from her spine

Simple calisthenics and moving constantly

Should not be a secret,she says, with a smile

That’s one of my grandmother’s philosophy of aging

Keep moving because you are curious and alive

That’s one beauty of being unpretentious.

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