Family
Now that I'm on in years
I begin to savor all I have tasted
The past the worst of my fears
All the moments I have wasted
Bitter the taste of tears
In addittion, to those I abated
Closer those still near
All our hearts related
Copyright © Monk Frost | Year Posted 2008
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