You can’t see it on the outside, apart from I’m not slim.
The changes go much deeper, as they’re radical within.
What was hard has softened, with colours changing too.
I’ve greens, blues and purples now, with indigo the blue.
The changes were quite gradual, a lifetime here to make.
But if you stand me side by side, you’ll see I’m not a fake.
The younger me was selfish, demanded love and care.
Could not see her purpose here, was to learn to share.
So now I’m making up the time, loving deeply as I go.
Knowing my days are numbered, I’ve charity to show.