Like a fussing baby,
it wants to feel better but doesn't like to be changed.
Like a toddler on a sugar high,
it much prefers racing around to taking a nap.
Like a testy ten-year old,
it argues with me relentlessly for stay-up-late rights.
Like a freedom-blooded teenager,
its starting-gate position is, "Remember, I'm off leash."
Like an idealistic young adult,
it loves to proclaim, disclaim, exclaim, or just plain claim.
Like a perpetual 39-year old,
it doesn't accept its biological limitations or inevitabilities.
Like a middle-ager exploring a newfound passion,
it puzzles, “But why am I always so tired?”
Like an oft-distracted senior,
it is “in absentia” more often than it admits.
Like a worn and wizened elder,
it is deceptively full of wisdom.
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