by steve1223adelaide, South Australia
Apr 2013 411 Views 2 comments
How Curious
When I was born I was so old
Was almost ninety seven
And as the years progressed along
I was getting so much younger
In mid of life I was forty five
Was an age most think wisely
Another thirty found me young
In midst of teens I’m sitting
So much I’ve learned over the years
Too bad I’m getting younger
Now my life’s end I near
Can’t talk I’m just a baby
Where to from here, I’ve no idea
Could be I disappear, forever
Was almost ninety seven
And as the years progressed along
I was getting so much younger
In mid of life I was forty five
Was an age most think wisely
Another thirty found me young
In midst of teens I’m sitting
So much I’ve learned over the years
Too bad I’m getting younger
Now my life’s end I near
Can’t talk I’m just a baby
Where to from here, I’ve no idea
Could be I disappear, forever
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Posted: Apr 2013
About this poem:
This is actually the precursor to "The Mirror" ... wrote this then the idea expandedPoems entered on these pages are copyrighted by the authors who entered them. They cannot be reproduced without the author's written consent. © Copyright 2001-2024. All rights reserved.
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