Life
Fast and fevered pace
old beyond my years in this place
consuming each day quickly
not stopping for a minute
Young but old at the same instance
wanting the freedom of youthful abandon
stuck in the trudges of the path chosen
Happy but forlorn
glad to be and sad to be in this place that I am now
In hindsight would I change a thing
surely not but at the thought I must ponder for awhile
Weak and weary from the pace that this life has taken
proven true that I could do all that I have undertaken
Must slow down enjoy the sound of life as it passes by
don't waste another minute.
1 comment:
Very profound...
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