weathered skin,
    calloused feet
       and hands.
a sage mature mind,
    a generational man
      that
         understands.

once jet black hair,
    and a physique
       all youthful
         and chiseled.
now an abundance
    of grey and
       the look of a
          wile veteran
......   so grizzled.

father time has
    been kind to me,
i accept every wrinkle
    i accept all my years
   of wisdom...
       because now i can
be compared to
          a mighty oak tree.

don't be ashamed
   of whom you are,
     don't hide your clock.
let the world see
   your natural beauty,
      don't be afraid
of that sound....
       ....tick tock.