yet perhaps it is.
The toy my wife gave me on my 80th birthday.
It is as colorful as it ever was.
So am I.
It is as brilliant as it ever was.Well. . .
It is not so buoyantly vigorous as it once was.
Nor am I.
The lift is not what it once was.
Tell me about it.
It is a lot more wrinkled than it once was.
And so am I.
It still represents "80".
I am already 80+.
Yet it is still tethered to its anchor.
As am I.
Still, it is not so full of gas as it once was.
But I am.