Prophecy
Age brings calmness, foresight and
love
For simple things, lost so much on
the young
The beauty of a spring morning
The chatter and calling of a soft
white dove
So as I age, I think of the times
As young as I was, not listening
to much
Of what meant to others so real
That right now, is all that takes
my time.
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