Ageless Leo

This age thing,

I was hoping,

It would be a sage thing,

But somedays,

It feels like nothing,

But an age thing,

A not to slumber on thing,

But a gauge thing,

Like a weather thing,

Where any thing,

Is everything

But for a moment,

I am not a thing,

And a birthday brings,

More rings,

And more greetings,

To remind me,

That life flings,

More numbers,

And more learnings,

More slumbers,

And more churnings,

Every cell is replaced,

Every 11 months

How then,

Can an age thing,

Define anything?

I am more,

Than anybody can sing,

Than any poets words can ring,

I am not a thing,

But an ageless everything