Wednesday, March 7, 2012

Life : 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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