Am Not Really 60

That's not my age; it's just not true.

My heart is young; the time just flew.

I'm staring at this strange old face,

And someone else is in my place!

My body's not in disrepair.

I've not much grey in my brown hair.

I sometimes feel a little tired

But go for jogs when I'm inspired.

I'm just not 60 in my head.

It's still so long till I am dead,

So please don't see me in that way.

I'm staying young, if that's OK!

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