Lioness within

A short poem about ageing

The lioness within
Sleeps more as I age
Too tired for claws
Too busy for rage

Heady emotions
Heightened by youth
Quietened with tears
And length of the tooth

When once I would dance
Where others don't tread
My anger is softened
With thoughts in my head

When at times I lament
The dimples and droops
I try to remember
The emotions of youth

The injustice and rage
At things I would change
The fury and heartbreak
Of love's silly game

Each wrinkle I have
Is a badge to be worn
An honour I hold
complete without scorn

Each day I am here
A blessing to begin
It's life I survive
and love is the win