Journeys Around The Sun

I never wanted the wrinkles  
But they are creasing  
 
I never wanted the gray hair
But like weeds in the grass
They grow like wildfire  
 
Aches and pains
And I get no younger
 
But as I take my fifty third journey
Around the sun
 
I unequivocally resolve  
 
Though the beauty of my youth  
Extends further and further away
 
The fire within burns brighter  
With each new day
 
Fifty three is not the new twenty three
Fifty three is not the new thirty three
 
Fifty three is fucking fifty three
 
Fifty three is where I should be
 
Until my next journey around the sun