Wisdom

I was young once,

with a very slim waist.

None of life’s travels,

no problems yet faced.

Into my twenties,

I came without care.

Old pants I still had,

and even could wear.

Into my forties,

found bumps in the road.

My pants seemed to shrink,

slight belly then showed.

Into my sixties,

afraid I am there.

Larger pant sizes,

I’m having to wear.

A point in my life,

where I value my riches.

Wisdom has grown,

with the size of my britches.