Muppet
You’ve grown old,
as living things
have a habit of doing.
It takes another,
to point out the grey
creeping in.
You don’t show age
in many other places,
such as movement
or attention.
Still the garden gate sphinx,
wheat field bounder,
fresh shirt muddier.
I forget you weren’t always there
and you won’t always remain.
NaPoWriMo has rolled around again along with the first prompt of the month. I’m not sure I even like this piece, but I didn’t really like the prompt and since there was nothing else in my head ideas wise I just ploughed on through.
Carol J Forrester - Writing and Works 
It sounds like you’re talking about the cycle of life, which was pretty interesting to me. Do you mind me asking what prompt you used?
“You could stoke their fur forever
and nothing would change”
Birth Bell – Louis Mathias
I read the poem in full today, the quote really doesn’t do it justice.
BIRTH BELL
The beginning of war was also a blossom. Here’s
where you started to finger
your terrible pearls. Undoing the want
takes a long, long time.
Days spent
circumventing bougainvillea.
Flash forward
to those Indiana fields, those stray dogs,
the idling truck.
You could stroke their fur forever
and nothing would change.
— Louise Mathias