I Am New

A Poem about how we feel as we age

Am I not who I am?
Am I who I was?
Outside changing.
Inside the same.

Feeling twenty one.
Ageing by the year.
Outside signs of time
Not showing me!

The one who ran,
Who read and read,
Who can still run,
Be it in her head.

Why does my mind,
Not realise,
That I am not
Who I was.

I've learnt, I've known,
The universe in depth.
My tomorrows are today.
My yesterdays are many.

I am new every day.