55 and counting

So here we are
This is 55
It’s not what I thought
It would be
I thought I’d feel older
I thought I’d have my shit together
Haha adulthood is a farce
I don’t know
If I celebrate
The wisdom
I’ve come to gather over the years
Or if I mourn
The loss of the innocence that I was full of
At the creek in Sylva
When the whole world was magical
And everything was new
I suppose I do both
Simultaneously
The same way that I am
5
15
25
and
55
All at the same time
In the same being
But not the same body
She belongs to the eldest of us
So this is 55
Multiple experiences
Over multiple lifetimes
That together become
Me