Our personal open door

Age is a state of mind
A number of how long we have survived
Perspectives to understand and find
The thought of our mentality has arrived

Some are immature like a child
Others act with knowledge and creativity
Many live careless and wild
Few live with understanding and sensitivity

Wrinkles and grey hair
Eventually and hopefully happens to us all
A aging process may resent as unfair
We can't live forever as I recall

Energy is with in the voice and soul
That carries sound and compassion
These things are in our control
Ideas, comedy, change and yes fashion

We are all a version of a different person
Yet we never are truly the same
Our hobbies and interests are life's diversion
Leading us to glory or shame

It's the concept of how we want to be
Vibrant or dull, a blast of lightening or just a blur
We have decisions and options you see?
Grasp it with your hands and make things occur