Judith Viorst: One Hallmark of Maturity Is Having the Capacity to Hold Two Opposing Ideas in Your Head at Once

My scalp is now showing.
My moles keep on growing.
My waistline and breasts have converged.
My teeth resist brightening.

I'm in decline.
It's positively frightening.

A new moon's arriving.
Sinatra is jiving.
My husband is holding my hand.
The white wine is chilling.

I'm still alive.
It's positively thrilling.