Birth was unexceptional

although exotic.

Happening as it did

in the Far East.

An exuberant early life

attracted many glances

and some comments.

Stripped off

in a few interesting places.

But then greying,

wrinkled, sagging.

Nothing more these days

than a bit of gardening

and occasional walk

to the shops.

Now though,

blotched and fading,

it is the end.

Twenty one.

Good age for a tee shirt.