Free Verse: My Hands Look Older

Today,
I looked at my hands,
And they looked older
Than I remembered
Ever seeing before.

The skin is looser, colder.
The veins underneath,
The surface
Of a thinner flesh,
More visible and pronounced.

Where once the pages
Of this book were blank,
Now I find them
Lined,
With marks,
Where the story of my life
Has already been recorded.

The book is not yet filled,
Far from it.

But here I was
Wondering when
I would be ready
To finish waiting
For my life to begin,

Only to realise
It already had.

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