'Though my hair has turned to silver, I'm still a girl inside. Through years of change and memories, I've held that girl-like pride.
The girl inside still yearns to run And sing and love and play. The girl inside still wishes She could dance the night away. The girl inside can still delight In the perfect glow of a moonlit night. Can she catch the moon? She thinks she might... The girl who lives inside.
Others may look at me and see The aging frame of a 'used to be', But through joys and hurts and adversity A girl still lives inside. These days I'm a little hesitant In movement, speech and thought. It takes me longer to get out of bed And do the things I ought. But that doesn't mean I am over the hill - Oh no, life is good - I love it still. For as long as I can embrace it, I will For I'm still a girl inside.
The years have brought me humility, Experience, wisdom and empathy, They've blessed me with a sense of pride In the hear of the girl who lives inside. Don't look at me and see me as old Though birthdays are many, my essence is gold Filled as it is with youth, strong and bold That flows from the girl inside.
Author Unknown
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