I walked out the front door and almost stepped on a bedraggled monarch butterfly--quite the worse for wear. It flapped its wings lethargically. It didn't fly away. I moved it over to the flowers in a flowerpot on the front step.
This is what an aging butterfly looks like. It limps around. Its "skin" is faded and spotty.
I too am of the nature to grow old, just like this butterfly.
I just hope i look as beautiful as this monarch butterfly.