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Mary Huxley
Poems
Jun 25
The years don't ask
I didn’t notice myself changing—
until I did.
One day,
my laugh didn’t echo the same.
My eyes
stopped believing as quickly.
Childhood slipped off
like a sweater in summer
quietly,
forgotten on a chair.
Dreams I swore I’d chase
now gather dust
in unopened folders
and fading notebooks.
The mirror grew honest.
My knees, less kind.
Time,
less patient.
I miss how time once felt—
limitless.
Like I could waste it
and it would wait for me.
Now,
every birthday feels like
a sigh I didn’t mean to let out.
But here I am—
still unfolding,
still becoming,
even if it’s slower now.
Because youth doesn’t vanish,
it just leaves quietly,
with soft hands
and no apology.
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Mary Huxley
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